<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7841238773737262816</id><updated>2012-02-07T06:31:38.115+08:00</updated><category term='the world'/><category term='fieldtrip'/><category term='random'/><title type='text'>random brainwork</title><subtitle type='html'>the title basically says it all ;)</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ferrarazam.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7841238773737262816/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ferrarazam.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Farahz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14153876640958257609</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ql8eyfWhCnI/TBH9wZGmEOI/AAAAAAAAAZ4/gNVrBUkRRIo/S220/peace-on-earth-hands.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>54</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7841238773737262816.post-7864521012086243157</id><published>2010-06-15T18:21:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-15T18:31:09.341+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Change</title><content type='html'>I will no longer be actively updating this blog (yes, I know, that was quite obvious). Needed a new direction and a new beginning. So here I am, giving you guys a new link to my new "journal" if anyone's interested:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://thinkinglah.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;http://thinkinglah.blogspot.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7841238773737262816-7864521012086243157?l=ferrarazam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ferrarazam.blogspot.com/feeds/7864521012086243157/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7841238773737262816&amp;postID=7864521012086243157' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7841238773737262816/posts/default/7864521012086243157'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7841238773737262816/posts/default/7864521012086243157'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ferrarazam.blogspot.com/2010/06/change.html' title='Change'/><author><name>Farahz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14153876640958257609</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ql8eyfWhCnI/TBH9wZGmEOI/AAAAAAAAAZ4/gNVrBUkRRIo/S220/peace-on-earth-hands.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7841238773737262816.post-1572185388618006911</id><published>2010-05-18T01:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-18T01:30:39.313+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Ok, this blog needs to be updated more regularly! I apologise to those few who actually read my blog. Safe to say I am not in the middle of the ocean looking at dolphins. I'm in my room, staring into my laptop screen most of the time. I have a few posts in draft mode, will update soon! Seriously. ;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7841238773737262816-1572185388618006911?l=ferrarazam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ferrarazam.blogspot.com/feeds/1572185388618006911/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7841238773737262816&amp;postID=1572185388618006911' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7841238773737262816/posts/default/1572185388618006911'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7841238773737262816/posts/default/1572185388618006911'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ferrarazam.blogspot.com/2010/05/ok-this-blog-needs-to-be-updated-more.html' title=''/><author><name>Farahz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14153876640958257609</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ql8eyfWhCnI/TBH9wZGmEOI/AAAAAAAAAZ4/gNVrBUkRRIo/S220/peace-on-earth-hands.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7841238773737262816.post-4136407240472041937</id><published>2010-02-09T16:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-09T16:27:44.938+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dolphins</title><content type='html'>Obviously I have not been blogging for quite some time now. Sad to say it is not due to my packed schedule or anything like that. I just haven't been in the mood for writing. When I spend my time at home, nothing interesting really happen. I've been trying to think how to spend my free time. My aunt offered to pay me to babysit her cute kids, but I'd have to stay there... which I am reluctant to do as Subang is quite far from everywhere else. If only I could drive... &amp;gt;.&amp;lt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I saw this --&amp;gt; &lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/photo.php?pid=4594800&amp;amp;id=756924912&amp;amp;subject=2223669223&amp;amp;ref=nf"&gt;Dolphin Conservation&lt;/a&gt; thing. Even though I'm not really an animal person, I'd love to help the planet, and I love dolphins too. I think there is too much technological advancement being done without careful consideration to the damage it would do to the environment. So, anything to do with conserving the planet, of course I'd be glad to help. But right here, right now, I do not know if I am willing to be under the hot sun, in the middle of the sea, in a confined boat environment. Heck, the closest thing I've done to that is the 20-mins ferry ride from the mainland to the Penang Island. Hmm.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will write more when my thoughts don't break off halfway through too often... or when the weather's not too hot.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7841238773737262816-4136407240472041937?l=ferrarazam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ferrarazam.blogspot.com/feeds/4136407240472041937/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7841238773737262816&amp;postID=4136407240472041937' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7841238773737262816/posts/default/4136407240472041937'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7841238773737262816/posts/default/4136407240472041937'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ferrarazam.blogspot.com/2010/02/dolphins.html' title='Dolphins'/><author><name>Farahz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14153876640958257609</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ql8eyfWhCnI/TBH9wZGmEOI/AAAAAAAAAZ4/gNVrBUkRRIo/S220/peace-on-earth-hands.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7841238773737262816.post-8930062091428588743</id><published>2010-01-17T18:44:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-22T17:46:18.604+08:00</updated><title type='text'>HELP HAITI</title><content type='html'>As we all know, Haiti has been hit by one of the worst earthquakes we've ever  seen and said to be the most powerful to hit Haiti in 200 years. It is  unfortunate that the already unfortunate ones are the one being hit by this,  making the situation twice as disastrous and depressing. In desperate need of  essential goods for survival, with authorities unable to function properly,  HAITI NEEDS OUR HELP. It is our responsibility to help them in ANY way we could.  It is inhumane to just stare at the situation. The least we can do is spread the  word of ways to help them. Here are a few links for those who want to make  donations to the people of Haiti :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.unicef.org/malaysia/media_news10-unicef-needs-$120million-to-help-children-in-Haiti.html"&gt;http://www.unicef.org/malaysia/media_news10-unicef-needs-$120million-to-help-children-in-Haiti.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ql8eyfWhCnI/S1LlnP1qznI/AAAAAAAAAY0/f9NsZ1q8sQ0/s1600-h/my_moneybuys155e.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ql8eyfWhCnI/S1LlnP1qznI/AAAAAAAAAY0/f9NsZ1q8sQ0/s320/my_moneybuys155e.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;what your money can do through UNICEF&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.redcrescent.org.my/drupal/node/2145"&gt;http://www.redcrescent.org.my/drupal/node/2145&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.worldvision.com.my/"&gt;http://www.worldvision.com.my/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We can all do our part to help them. There's no other appropriate time to show  that compassion and kindness still exist in this harsh, modern world we live in.  May God bless the people of Haiti, the lost souls and the people working hard to  help them over there. My prayers, along with the rest of the world's are with  you, Haiti.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do help to spread the word.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ql8eyfWhCnI/S1LmSPVZuGI/AAAAAAAAAY8/F_LqD5LG9m0/s1600-h/014424177_dayafter.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ql8eyfWhCnI/S1LmSPVZuGI/AAAAAAAAAY8/F_LqD5LG9m0/s320/014424177_dayafter.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7841238773737262816-8930062091428588743?l=ferrarazam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ferrarazam.blogspot.com/feeds/8930062091428588743/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7841238773737262816&amp;postID=8930062091428588743' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7841238773737262816/posts/default/8930062091428588743'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7841238773737262816/posts/default/8930062091428588743'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ferrarazam.blogspot.com/2010/01/help-haiti.html' title='HELP HAITI'/><author><name>Farahz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14153876640958257609</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ql8eyfWhCnI/TBH9wZGmEOI/AAAAAAAAAZ4/gNVrBUkRRIo/S220/peace-on-earth-hands.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ql8eyfWhCnI/S1LlnP1qznI/AAAAAAAAAY0/f9NsZ1q8sQ0/s72-c/my_moneybuys155e.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7841238773737262816.post-6990332821370473470</id><published>2009-12-31T13:33:00.026+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-22T18:03:13.632+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Individually unique, together complete</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="border: medium none; text-align: left;"&gt;Before I give a summary/reflection of 2009, I think I should give one more story to whoever reads this blog. Looking back, my blog has been dominated by stories about my college life. It seems as if I've been neglecting my other friends unintentionally. haha.So today, I'll be writing about my band life :) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ql8eyfWhCnI/Szwc-Hv0nRI/AAAAAAAAAXs/gBMfdQOEhLk/s1600-h/l_0109931600.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ps="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ql8eyfWhCnI/Szwc-Hv0nRI/AAAAAAAAAXs/gBMfdQOEhLk/s320/l_0109931600.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="border: medium none;"&gt;2005 - The Best Year &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border: medium none;"&gt;&lt;div style="border: medium none;"&gt;&lt;div style="border: medium none;"&gt;Before my life was centered around Subang, before I met the wonderful people in college, my life has always been about my school band. Hence, the title of this post is in honour of the band's motto. Ask anyone from school, they would sure to say that I'm always missing in class because I'm always at practice. Even when I dont have to be there ;) I spent HOURS together with these people, getting darker every minute while practising our routine,&amp;nbsp;hating the Malaysian weather, but also&amp;nbsp;LOVING every minute of it. Admittedly, I have always gotten away with the "tough love" treatment because my seniors are nice :D In fact, I was the one teasing them. I remember calling Mei Xin "Kambing" and a senior I recently talked to remember me as "the only junior brave enough to tease me" (honestly, I have no recollection of this as I only remember being scared of her haha!) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="border: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ql8eyfWhCnI/Szwddxr-R_I/AAAAAAAAAX8/z1BIRSAPWvs/s1600-h/l_0107258900.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ps="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ql8eyfWhCnI/Szwddxr-R_I/AAAAAAAAAX8/z1BIRSAPWvs/s320/l_0107258900.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="border: medium none;"&gt;After our 3rd place finish. STILL CAN'T BELIEVE I MISSED THIS MOMENT!! I think I was talking to some seniors when this was taken =.=' Nevertheless, a great moment =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ql8eyfWhCnI/SzwdYgsJOlI/AAAAAAAAAX0/uX3xRLRffaY/s1600-h/16251037418155l.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ps="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ql8eyfWhCnI/SzwdYgsJOlI/AAAAAAAAAX0/uX3xRLRffaY/s320/16251037418155l.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="border: medium none;"&gt;This is us without our uniforms. Gelap GILA! hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ql8eyfWhCnI/SzwgatoU9zI/AAAAAAAAAYM/WN_54iAP--k/s1600-h/1_270420823l.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ps="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ql8eyfWhCnI/SzwgatoU9zI/AAAAAAAAAYM/WN_54iAP--k/s320/1_270420823l.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Hari Wilayah 07&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ql8eyfWhCnI/SzxT5sbvWCI/AAAAAAAAAYc/12hwmNry3WQ/s1600-h/IMG_0056.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ps="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ql8eyfWhCnI/SzxT5sbvWCI/AAAAAAAAAYc/12hwmNry3WQ/s320/IMG_0056.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;This was around 6 am I think. For the Flora Fest parade. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ql8eyfWhCnI/SzwdoDIK24I/AAAAAAAAAYE/TLSeyKDSIrY/s1600-h/2003-trumpeters.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ps="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ql8eyfWhCnI/SzwdoDIK24I/AAAAAAAAAYE/TLSeyKDSIrY/s320/2003-trumpeters.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;2003 - Form 1 with my seniors HAHAHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ql8eyfWhCnI/SzyKCqavOXI/AAAAAAAAAYk/dhEtZ2Lz7Rw/s1600-h/DSCF0665.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ps="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ql8eyfWhCnI/SzyKCqavOXI/AAAAAAAAAYk/dhEtZ2Lz7Rw/s320/DSCF0665.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;2007 - Now WE'RE the Form 5 seniors. haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border: medium none;"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ql8eyfWhCnI/SzyKO5XmHHI/AAAAAAAAAYs/0z-XmgTN6Uo/s1600-h/1_585940687l.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ps="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ql8eyfWhCnI/SzyKO5XmHHI/AAAAAAAAAYs/0z-XmgTN6Uo/s320/1_585940687l.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border: medium none;"&gt;After I finished school, I&amp;nbsp;can't see them as often anymore but luckily, band members being band members, we'd turn up during band competitions. And during KL World Marching Band Competition 09, I got the chance to meet up with them again. Suddenly, I was reminded of my life before college. The life and people that had&amp;nbsp;shaped me into who I am today. I can remember our lepak sessions after almost every practice at Maju - talking about some silly incident during practice or about nothing at all. I remember the longggggggg painful march past sessions during parade events. How we would increase the tempo everytime we see the big Giant signboard in Kuantan, askar-askar gatal, how we half-died in the Putrajaya parade and also the "private" SPM trial session we had at Stadium Merdeka (admit it, how cool is this?! How many people can say this?!?!) Not to mention the annoyed looks by our teachers that we have had to endure as we ask for extra time to complete out homework ;) These are the people who first know me. And I really do feel blessed to have came across these people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border: medium none;"&gt;&lt;div style="border: medium none;"&gt;&lt;div style="border: medium none;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;*The photos are here upon your request, TASHA. Happy? haha* Will add a few more pictures when internet is better...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7841238773737262816-6990332821370473470?l=ferrarazam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ferrarazam.blogspot.com/feeds/6990332821370473470/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7841238773737262816&amp;postID=6990332821370473470' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7841238773737262816/posts/default/6990332821370473470'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7841238773737262816/posts/default/6990332821370473470'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ferrarazam.blogspot.com/2009/12/individually-unique-together-complete.html' title='Individually unique, together complete'/><author><name>Farahz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14153876640958257609</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ql8eyfWhCnI/TBH9wZGmEOI/AAAAAAAAAZ4/gNVrBUkRRIo/S220/peace-on-earth-hands.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ql8eyfWhCnI/Szwc-Hv0nRI/AAAAAAAAAXs/gBMfdQOEhLk/s72-c/l_0109931600.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7841238773737262816.post-801755502725914448</id><published>2009-12-14T11:59:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-14T12:14:47.534+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Crossroads...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;First of all, I really hope the Copenhagen Climate Conference will result in something. &lt;a href="http://www.thestar.com.my/news/story.asp?file=/2009/12/14/worldupdates/2009-12-14T081209Z_01_NOOTR_RTRMDNC_0_-446849-1&amp;amp;sec=Worldupdates"&gt;It is obvious the public is pressuring for a better deal&lt;/a&gt;. The world NEEDS a better deal or there won't be a world. It's time to push aside politics and bring in humanity. &lt;i&gt;"Forget not that the earth delights to feel your bare feet and the winds long to play with your hair." - Kahlil Gibran &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's almost a month after A-Levels. Life has been... empty? I find myself trapped with my own thoughts &amp;amp; worries without anyone to throw my thoughts at. I find myself longing for band days &amp;amp; the everyday companion of my college friends that I've become close to. People who I bounce my ideas off of them in order to decide on whatever it is. I find myself reminiscing all the wonderful moments we had together, especially with the "gang" and lit people. This sounds so emo -__- But it is a justified emoness =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ql8eyfWhCnI/SyW1coNg4jI/AAAAAAAAAXc/EXW-j0TP01M/s1600-h/DSCN9087.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ql8eyfWhCnI/SyW1coNg4jI/AAAAAAAAAXc/EXW-j0TP01M/s320/DSCN9087.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;One of my favourite pictures. In front of my favourite mamak.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ql8eyfWhCnI/SyW17PJqxyI/AAAAAAAAAXk/3UYbRIOkbLo/s1600-h/DSCF0644.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Now, post-A-Levels, I am where I was after SPM again. The constant debates, plans, and worry in my head are back. Only this time, I have other people in the same position as I am&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt; (Good ol' PL5...)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt; hehe. In addition to that, there is also the subconscious stress &lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;(which can no longer be subconscious as I am acknowledging the fact)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt; of the results. Now I'm awake before 8 everyday no matter how late I doze off. &lt;br /&gt;There are quite a few unfinished posts on my blog. I tend to lose the emotions &amp;amp; my train of thoughts halfway through them. I guess that's the stress kicking in again. I've always said that this blog is my own personal journal. My way of preserving my thoughts and events that are important to me. And if you read my profile, I also said that I hope to figure out what I want to do in life. Well, it can be safely concluded that I am generally concern about the world, making it a better place, humanity, nature. There's also my love for music, theatre, or arts in general. I may have narrowed down my path, but how do I choose? How do I figure out what MY method would be in trying to help people &amp;amp; the world? Through music? Through arts? Through understanding people's cultures? Through the more formal line of International Relations/ Global Studies? and the question of where. I've always wanted to go overseas to experience different people, different culture. To expose myself more to the world instead of being in my comfort zone here in Malaysia. Should have studied harder. *sigh* Maybe I'll figure this out soon. In the mean time, I am glad that Tasha'll be here soon and also, will see a lot more of my band mates during KLWMBC 09 =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ql8eyfWhCnI/SyW17PJqxyI/AAAAAAAAAXk/3UYbRIOkbLo/s1600-h/DSCF0644.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ql8eyfWhCnI/SyW17PJqxyI/AAAAAAAAAXk/3UYbRIOkbLo/s320/DSCF0644.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;CBNB 07 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Ah, writing it down IS more effective. One of the lessons learnt from lit classes. I am now a reflective learner. ;)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7841238773737262816-801755502725914448?l=ferrarazam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ferrarazam.blogspot.com/feeds/801755502725914448/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7841238773737262816&amp;postID=801755502725914448' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7841238773737262816/posts/default/801755502725914448'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7841238773737262816/posts/default/801755502725914448'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ferrarazam.blogspot.com/2009/12/crossroads.html' title='Crossroads...'/><author><name>Farahz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14153876640958257609</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ql8eyfWhCnI/TBH9wZGmEOI/AAAAAAAAAZ4/gNVrBUkRRIo/S220/peace-on-earth-hands.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ql8eyfWhCnI/SyW1coNg4jI/AAAAAAAAAXc/EXW-j0TP01M/s72-c/DSCN9087.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7841238773737262816.post-3627779093512071681</id><published>2009-11-09T22:08:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-15T14:15:24.767+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Prayer</title><content type='html'>Just a short post. Something happened to a very good friend of mine, Hanna. I just hope she's fine and have a super-fast-faster-than-fedex or the blink of an eye recovery. I was horrified and furious when I found out about what happened. May the arseholes rot in hell!! The shock of it, the weird numbness still lingers inside me... I hope whoever's reading this would pray for her well being too. I really wish I could jump on to the next plane to Melbourne right now. :'( &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ql8eyfWhCnI/SvghalVJm2I/AAAAAAAAAXU/rhwLfMrHGbw/s1600-h/n1097807243_30025446_8952.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ql8eyfWhCnI/SvghalVJm2I/AAAAAAAAAXU/rhwLfMrHGbw/s320/n1097807243_30025446_8952.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Something I dont think I've EVER said to u but u know it already - I love you, man. I know you're strong and you can get through this. Have a speedy recovery! &lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;I just wish I could be there with you...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Update: She's much better now. Will call her soon when I feel it's right. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7841238773737262816-3627779093512071681?l=ferrarazam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ferrarazam.blogspot.com/feeds/3627779093512071681/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7841238773737262816&amp;postID=3627779093512071681' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7841238773737262816/posts/default/3627779093512071681'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7841238773737262816/posts/default/3627779093512071681'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ferrarazam.blogspot.com/2009/11/prayer.html' title='A Prayer'/><author><name>Farahz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14153876640958257609</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ql8eyfWhCnI/TBH9wZGmEOI/AAAAAAAAAZ4/gNVrBUkRRIo/S220/peace-on-earth-hands.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ql8eyfWhCnI/SvghalVJm2I/AAAAAAAAAXU/rhwLfMrHGbw/s72-c/n1097807243_30025446_8952.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7841238773737262816.post-3920298902120187105</id><published>2009-10-31T10:28:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-01T09:23:41.421+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Murum Dam</title><content type='html'>All over the world people are trying to conserve the environment. In our country, a chunk of the jungle is currently being cleared for the construction of the Murum Dam.  Clearing out a chunk of the rainforest when the Earth is struggling for oxygen while coping with modernization is not the brightest of ideas. Will the benefit of it really outweigh the cost of it to the environment? Have we not learned the need to conserve the environment? The environment is under threat. The food-chain is under threat. Stop the dam-ned construction!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/VqeADZgjtpY&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x234900&amp;amp;color2=0x4e9e00"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/VqeADZgjtpY&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x234900&amp;amp;color2=0x4e9e00" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7841238773737262816-3920298902120187105?l=ferrarazam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ferrarazam.blogspot.com/feeds/3920298902120187105/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7841238773737262816&amp;postID=3920298902120187105' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7841238773737262816/posts/default/3920298902120187105'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7841238773737262816/posts/default/3920298902120187105'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ferrarazam.blogspot.com/2009/10/murum-dam.html' title='Murum Dam'/><author><name>Farahz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14153876640958257609</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ql8eyfWhCnI/TBH9wZGmEOI/AAAAAAAAAZ4/gNVrBUkRRIo/S220/peace-on-earth-hands.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7841238773737262816.post-8712694799804462306</id><published>2009-10-31T08:23:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-01T09:29:34.017+08:00</updated><title type='text'>This Is It</title><content type='html'>It has been a year where great artists are passing on to the next stage of their 'life' - One of the is Michael Jackson. I watched "&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;This Is It&lt;/span&gt;" yesterday with my friends. Honestly, before his death, I was only aware of a few of his songs. That has changed now. Not to say that I "know" MJ, but the guy's a bloody good musician! One in a gazillion - maybe more. I mean, correct me if Im wrong - Elvis did rock &amp;amp; roll, Mozart, Bach did classical, Celine Dion does ballad (mostly) but MJ did almost EVERY GENRE. He writes, he sings, he dances - no wonder he's  a HUGE success.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ql8eyfWhCnI/SuuQUeHgviI/AAAAAAAAAXE/z2L2sapQdmw/s1600-h/moonwalking-mj1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 224px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ql8eyfWhCnI/SuuQUeHgviI/AAAAAAAAAXE/z2L2sapQdmw/s320/moonwalking-mj1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398567259690024482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Personally, I think the concert was a glimpse to us for what would have been &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;THE&lt;/span&gt; greatest concert &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;EVER&lt;/span&gt;. The precision on details by him tells that that was what he was aiming for too. It is such  pity that he passed away just as he was getting his life back together. It is such a pity that we didn't get to see the 50 concerts planned for us. Read an article published in April 09 - Lionel Richie said MJ should focus more on his singing instead of his signature moves as he is now not as young as before. Well, I can tell you, he still had it at 50. The movie gives us a glimpse of the preparations to perfection during the build up to the real concerts. I also like the little details of MJ - like the fact that he was eating a lollipop or a chewing gum, his sense of humour and that Bulldog pyjama-like pants! It highlights the kid in MJ - who he is as a person, all his scandals forgotten. For a while, as MJ puts it,  we had a sense of "Escapism" from reality.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More importantly, the message being brought up in the movie was this - &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;SAVE PLANET EARTH&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. "Earth Song" gave me goosebumps! I mean, a bulldozer on stage?? Big and simple - A genius at work. MJ wrote songs about healing the world throughout his life. In the movie there is an audio clip of Michael talking about his concerns for Planet Earth. He talks about the need for us to do our part in saving the planet - and do it fast as time is running out. I applaud Michael for raising awareness about the world when most of us are still oblivious to the damages that has been done. He has done his part the best he could. Now its our turn. Save the planet before its too late... &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Every little thing counts&lt;/span&gt;. And hopefully, this will create a humungous snowball effect.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ql8eyfWhCnI/SuuRerfva0I/AAAAAAAAAXM/vl-d7BxuiQY/s1600-h/save_the_earth-702858.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 246px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ql8eyfWhCnI/SuuRerfva0I/AAAAAAAAAXM/vl-d7BxuiQY/s320/save_the_earth-702858.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398568534591630146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;Even the small ones can help.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7841238773737262816-8712694799804462306?l=ferrarazam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ferrarazam.blogspot.com/feeds/8712694799804462306/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7841238773737262816&amp;postID=8712694799804462306' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7841238773737262816/posts/default/8712694799804462306'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7841238773737262816/posts/default/8712694799804462306'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ferrarazam.blogspot.com/2009/10/this-is-it.html' title='This Is It'/><author><name>Farahz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14153876640958257609</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ql8eyfWhCnI/TBH9wZGmEOI/AAAAAAAAAZ4/gNVrBUkRRIo/S220/peace-on-earth-hands.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ql8eyfWhCnI/SuuQUeHgviI/AAAAAAAAAXE/z2L2sapQdmw/s72-c/moonwalking-mj1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7841238773737262816.post-7798618596824338729</id><published>2009-10-17T10:31:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-17T16:39:48.585+08:00</updated><title type='text'>1Malaysia</title><content type='html'>Yes, title's  bit corny but its appropriate :P Anyway, some relatives came over the other day and I sat down with my aunty to watch the news. It was about the MCA election thing. So I randomly made a statement to my aunty, "UMNO is getting less and less relevant. How aunty?" Hehe... she said, "no.. its till relevant" So from there... I triggered  political talk. Not something I would normally do but I was curious how people from the older generation would react to this :P Please keep in mind my aunty is generally a very nice person.  :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So basically, she was talking about how we still need UMNO to protect the "malay rights" and so forth.  I asked her whats her opinion on opening the membership of UMNO to non-malays. Ah, I triggered something there hehe. The usually jovial aunty got  bit sensitive here. So I said, why not?? Even the FOUNDER of UMNO wanted UMNO to be open to non-malays in the first place. My aunty still believes in the need to protect the Malays' right and argued that I am thinking the way I am because I live a privileged life and didnt face the hardship of the more unfortunate Malay. Well, Malays are not the only ones living underprivileged lives... but as this aunty was getting  bit emotional, I didnt say much. Don't get me wrong, this is  very nice aunty of mine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;The next day (today)&lt;/span&gt;, I asked my grandma (Opah) over breakfast if she would pick a chinese as our PM if he stays true to the Malaysian spirit. As she is obviously older than my aunt, I was half expecting a big NO. Interestingly, she was quite happy to say she would vote for the chinese as long as the PM stays true to the REAL Malaysian spirit. Then I asked her the same question about allowing non-malays to join UMNO. She said, "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Bagus lah. Apa salahnya&lt;/span&gt;" Apparently, she herself said she is tired of the current leaders who are so full of greed and only want to benefit themselves instead of benefiting the citizens (her words). It surprised me that the one who has been here since Malaysia was called "Tanah Melayu" is being so open and embracing the true spirit of being Malaysian.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Honestly, the world has changed and "Tanah Melayu" is no longer relevant. About the Dasar Ekonomi Baru, I don't think Malays deserve this policy anymore as many continue to be lazy and keep on relying on the government. Contented with their 'moderate and secure' life. It's time for EVERYONE to live up to their true potential and accept with open hands the many races, cultures, and religions in our country. So, if my 74 yr old Opah can live up to the 1Malaysia spirit, why can't you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ql8eyfWhCnI/StmCWA7iZgI/AAAAAAAAAW8/iLXCGnmIGIE/s1600-h/3842444377_5f97c66bd5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 203px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ql8eyfWhCnI/StmCWA7iZgI/AAAAAAAAAW8/iLXCGnmIGIE/s320/3842444377_5f97c66bd5.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393485343471330818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7841238773737262816-7798618596824338729?l=ferrarazam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ferrarazam.blogspot.com/feeds/7798618596824338729/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7841238773737262816&amp;postID=7798618596824338729' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7841238773737262816/posts/default/7798618596824338729'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7841238773737262816/posts/default/7798618596824338729'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ferrarazam.blogspot.com/2009/10/1malaysia.html' title='1Malaysia'/><author><name>Farahz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14153876640958257609</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ql8eyfWhCnI/TBH9wZGmEOI/AAAAAAAAAZ4/gNVrBUkRRIo/S220/peace-on-earth-hands.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ql8eyfWhCnI/StmCWA7iZgI/AAAAAAAAAW8/iLXCGnmIGIE/s72-c/3842444377_5f97c66bd5.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7841238773737262816.post-286088069607097356</id><published>2009-10-15T22:21:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-16T10:47:00.421+08:00</updated><title type='text'>While passing time...</title><content type='html'>As interesting my train ride was today(there was an eye candy nearby haha!), something even more interesting and significant happened while I was sitting on one of the benches at the putra station in KL Sentral while I was passing time to board the 6-ish train to meet my mum.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was reading my Anthills book (&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;had to read something right? and what would people say if I read my socio book in public?? :P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;). I got a few rounds of 'fellow benchers' before this encounter. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Yes, I spent quite some time there.... &lt;/span&gt;Suddenly, I heard a soft voice calling out, "kak, kak.." (there might've been a soft tap too but Im not sure..) At first I ignored it as city people being city people, we don't really talk to each other when we're on the same bench. haha. When I heard the same voice for the second time, I looked up and saw this skinny kid looking at me quite sadly. The kid had short hair and was wearing a worn out Arsenal jersey so I thought the kid's a boy... but she's a girl...hehe... Back to the story, she asked quietly, "Kak, boleh bagi seringgit tak? Saya tak makan lagi..." I know, KL has a lot of kids doing the begging for the benefit of those blood-sucking arseholes... So I questioned her a bit further... turns out she and her younger siblings hasn't eaten (probably the whole day :-s) and she was actually there to ask her mum who is working there for money to buy food. Unfortunately, the mum didn't have money for food either. I don't know why, but somehow, this little girl's story stood out and touched me. Maybe because it reminded me of the time when my own family faced financial difficulties although it was not s bad. Call me naive, but I think she was speaking with honesty... So I checked my pocket and gave her rm5...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the little contribution I made, her eyes lit up and I was happy I could help. The interesting part is, she stayed there beside me after that. I half expected her to go around and ask other people too... So I did what I dont usually do. Chatted with a total stranger. She's a charming kid really. Very jovial and friendly and I just &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;love&lt;/span&gt; her laugh. It has that innocent and sincere thing kids have. Turns out she's 12, just finished her UPSR and loves reading. She asked if she could have a look at my Anthills book (even socio for that matter). She said she has 20-25 books in her home and she finished reading all of them and dont know what to read anymore. I also found out that she has 3 other younger siblings, the youngest is 4 if im not mistaken.. lives in Wangsa Maju and again the fact that her mother works there. She came there without any money to get home, luckily her mum had enough money for the train ticket (her mum goes back late at night). Also, she's probably a more hardworking student than I am *guilty* said she was busy studying for UPSR before this. It amazes me how she talked about her hardship with a sense of... maturity. She could tell me that her dad just recently passed away and how they usually buy rm2.60 of rice for the family. And OH! She wants to be a doctor! "Tak nak jadi polis. Tak nak, tak nak", she said. (there was the Polis Bantuan there haha). After all this, I felt the need to find out her name so I asked. &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Meet Jamilah&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After about 10 mins or so another older lady sat on our bench. As usual, I dont talk to people but this girl was so friendly and managed to get me to talk to the other lady as well. lol. There were A LOT of people by this time so I decided to wait for a few more train stops. Jamilah was chatting mostly with the other lady (and me indirectly), telling ghost stories that she knows about KL Sentral and the slight confusion when the lady thought she's an Indian haha. As I stared into space when we had our 'silent moment', Jamilah suddenly whispered quietly to me, "Kak, thanks tau sebab bagi 5 ringgit tadi" At that moment, I just had the feeling that she was genuine and sincerely needed the money. AND she didnt ask for anyone else and stayed to chat with me. It takes a lot of courage for a girl as young as she is to just go up to strangers and ask for money. This girl is something, I thought. I got separated &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(somewhat by choice and ego haha)&lt;/span&gt; by them while queing up for the train but I saw Jamilah &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;salam cium tangan&lt;/span&gt; the other lady before she got off the train. That confirmed my theory that she's a good kid. I thought to myself, I wish I had more money on me to help her out more...Again, call me naive but I think I'll give this girl the benefit of the doubt. I sincerely hope that she'll get to live her dream of becoming a doctor and that one day, I'll get to see her again. Maybe we'll be able to recognise each other again... Amazing how one encounter could make such an impact....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good luck to you Jamilah. May we meet again. You made my day, stranger. =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7841238773737262816-286088069607097356?l=ferrarazam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ferrarazam.blogspot.com/feeds/286088069607097356/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7841238773737262816&amp;postID=286088069607097356' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7841238773737262816/posts/default/286088069607097356'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7841238773737262816/posts/default/286088069607097356'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ferrarazam.blogspot.com/2009/10/while-passing-time.html' title='While passing time...'/><author><name>Farahz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14153876640958257609</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ql8eyfWhCnI/TBH9wZGmEOI/AAAAAAAAAZ4/gNVrBUkRRIo/S220/peace-on-earth-hands.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7841238773737262816.post-3669801173047147478</id><published>2009-10-09T21:43:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-15T22:21:12.873+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Walking Down Memory Lane...</title><content type='html'>Im still trying to think of a name for this post. I like reading back my blog and see how I was on that day. Be prepared for a long post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today is the last day of college. The day the my friends and I have dread since our first semester. Lol. Quoting Apple, it was something like this - "darn, there's only ONE YEAR left" Imagine our faces when we realised there was only ONE DAY left. Not good. Reading Apple's post made me think of the experiences that I have gone through. I have been in a loud class ever since I was in Standard 1 but I must say that PL5 is definitely one TRULY unique class. Honestly. This is not one of those typical, my-class-is-unique thing. NO ONE is the same and yet, we have enough similarities to bond. Just a colourful combination. In a normal situation, I would probably not be friends with any of them. haha. but I AM. Personally, I think my decision to go to Taylor's was the best decision I've ever made so far. :')&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So these past 2 days have really been about reminiscing and walking down memory lane. We were all so depressed that we're leaving. We won't see each other anymore. We won't see our lecturers anymore. I can still remember clearly of our orientation day. It was SUPER AWKWARD. LOL. Ms Marguerite kept asking the seniors if they want to take us for the campus tour haha. Rachel was my first friend. I can still remember the lunch that day at McD :) Apart from that,  Mun made the most memorable line of the day when she saw me slipped a Malay word, "eh penat lah aku cakap english" HAHAHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday, Aneez and I went around college going to the significant parts of college that hold many memories for us. We first went to our &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51); font-weight: bold;"&gt;favouuuriteee balcony&lt;/span&gt;. Where we all like to stand and Liz and Aneez's fav place to watch people when they go "walk walk". Aneez was like, "this will be the last time we will stand here, this late, as a Taylor's student". We stood thre reminiscing our FAC days (usually on Thursdays. Therefore - The Thursday Gang).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we went to the Historic &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;B21&lt;/span&gt;. This was where I had my first class. Where I first get to know the lit people PROPERLY after the awkward orientation. The orientation was so awkward I remember lying on the bed at my aunty's house thinking, "how the hell am I supposed to survive tomorrow if it's going to be like this??" Even felt home sick. HAHA. However, No problems whatsoever since that day =) B21 was where I had my first class (Lit) with Ms Anne. It was SCARY I tell you. I can still remember her saying, "Im a hard task-master" (&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Now&lt;/span&gt; it seems funny though). And there I was thinking, "Shit. what hv I got myself into?? I cant change my subjects, I dont want to take law!" Hahahaha. But Im REALLLYYY glad that I stood by lit. The people in lit class along with Aneez hv made a significant impact on my life. It is during lit classes that you can see each other's quirks (Ms Anne's included). It is during lit classes that I learned (or forced to more like it) to express my opinions. That it's okay to voice out your ideas even if its wrong. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The courage to do so is an achievement&lt;/span&gt; said Ms Anne. and Heh, remember the theory? "Ms Anne only gets angry when Tasha and Farah are not around" :P Despite our laziness and playfulness, we know we are much loved by Ms Anne and we can also be sweet. &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;BAHAHA. perasan gila..&lt;/span&gt; this was shown when we rearranged the table in a circle for Ms Anne and drew stupid cartoons and "Adrian-Man" on the board and we gave her the sticker. I can recall  Ms Anne asking us if we're trying to bribe her for our first sem exam. lol. I guess most of my memories-making moment took place during lit class. I like our King Lear moments. Tasha running to Burger King to get the crowns, us cutting off and stealing all kinds of leaves from the "green green place" because we totally forgot about the "mock crown". AND got caught in action by Ms Anne (whom we were expecting to be in a bad mood that day), who later on actually told us which leaves to take. haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE quirk of the lit class would be the classic "Adrian-Liz-argument"! I'm gonna miss this mannnn (Adrian, Liz, are u reading this???) Funny how this argument thing somewhat subsided during the 2nd sem and made a "come back" in our last sem. LOL. I can still remember all of our faces going, "there they go againn". Even Ms Anne somewhat gave up what to do with them lol. Maybe that's why her dying wish is to see them together. HAHA Another important feature of the lit class would be how the news travels from Ms Anne to Ms Marguerite and vice versa REALLY fast. Also, Liz and Adrian is their favourite subject :P When Ms Anne left, I was really dreading the new teacher. It would be really tough to top Ms Anne. I knew the new teacher would be different when she said, "Dont bully him ahh". Haha. Mr Andrew turns out to be a nice guy. Different but u know, we get along well enough. I remember his first class, he was so nervous (he even admitted being scared of us! :P). And I remember the slide show he made of himself because Ms Anne told him to "present himself strongly" hehehe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then there's C6. I used to complain that it feels like prison there because the class is so far away and isolated from everything! But then again, that's when all the "real" quirks started to show. We bonded even more closely during this period of imprisonment. Personally I think this was our most playful period in Taylor's. Remember the "race of lady walk" between Ms Anne and Liz? and the "hanging out" exercise she told me and Tasha to do. Good ol' times.. :') I even took a picture of me hanging out. The picture seems incomplete without Tasha though... We tried going to &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;LT8&lt;/span&gt;, where Apple got her nickname, "Upleh". Sean was laughing so hard at that name. Sadly, a class was in there. Thought of going to &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;"Green Green Place"&lt;/span&gt; but... well, slipped our minds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We made our way back to the library slowly. Reminiscing all the wonderful moments in our minds. It was a very nostalgic walk. SO many memories there. As Tasha put it, &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;"too much making memories moments. How did we find time to study? &lt;/span&gt;LOL. Back in the library, Apple came back after her test and we just thinking and reminiscing about "the last day" which is tomorrow (today). Hmm, the post is getting a bit too long. Will continue in a new one.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7841238773737262816-3669801173047147478?l=ferrarazam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ferrarazam.blogspot.com/feeds/3669801173047147478/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7841238773737262816&amp;postID=3669801173047147478' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7841238773737262816/posts/default/3669801173047147478'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7841238773737262816/posts/default/3669801173047147478'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ferrarazam.blogspot.com/2009/10/nostalgic.html' title='Walking Down Memory Lane...'/><author><name>Farahz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14153876640958257609</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ql8eyfWhCnI/TBH9wZGmEOI/AAAAAAAAAZ4/gNVrBUkRRIo/S220/peace-on-earth-hands.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7841238773737262816.post-4781865441268854038</id><published>2009-09-14T06:09:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-14T07:00:00.131+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Self Reflection</title><content type='html'>Read a blog post which got me to think. Ever since I started college, I realised how important self reflections are to our learning curve - even more if u write it down. Maybe I have done this subconsciously when I was younger but I was made fully aware of this process when Ms Anne made the lit class write in our own personal journal about our learning process.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Throughout primary and secondary school, I had always been very careful not to reveal too much personal information to others. I was very guarded of my personal life. My primary school friends barely know me aside from the impulsive 'mask' I put on. High school was quite the same but I did allow my closest friends too see the other side of me. I think only Hanna and Jojo have seen me when I am REALLY angry. Naturally, I was a bit reluctant to start the journal but once I started, I was surprised at how honest I was (and am) willing to be with Ms Anne. Maybe it's the knowledge that whatever I put in would be between the two of us. Maybe it's because of the trust that I have in her as I get to know her better because as time went by, I tend to let down my guard more and more when I am writing in the journal. I was very honest (and sarcastic).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think, the journal has helped me to be more... open with others. Maybe subconsciously, it has contributed to the honest and non-judgemental (and more mature?haha) relationship that I have with my 'new' classmates in Taylor's. Nowadays we can just sit ANYWHERE and just talk - small talk, deep talk, silly talk, whatever, u name it... (I hate the fact that college is ending soon.) Consequently, these days, I am more open with my high school friends. I've always told myself that this blog is for myself. To remind me of the important occasions/thoughts that I care enough to blog about. As Ms Anne has left and no one tells us to write in our journal anymore, I guess I'm treating this blog as 'my other lit journal'. Perhaps that's why I'm writing quite a lot nowadays when I had written nothing for the last two (stressful) months.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ql8eyfWhCnI/Sq14YoiE9cI/AAAAAAAAAW0/_OMAme5rvjY/s1600-h/DSCN4879.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ql8eyfWhCnI/Sq14YoiE9cI/AAAAAAAAAW0/_OMAme5rvjY/s320/DSCN4879.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381089494370153922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;I really miss this. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;So, I thank Ms Anne for making me do the original lit journal.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7841238773737262816-4781865441268854038?l=ferrarazam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ferrarazam.blogspot.com/feeds/4781865441268854038/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7841238773737262816&amp;postID=4781865441268854038' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7841238773737262816/posts/default/4781865441268854038'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7841238773737262816/posts/default/4781865441268854038'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ferrarazam.blogspot.com/2009/09/self-reflection.html' title='Self Reflection'/><author><name>Farahz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14153876640958257609</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ql8eyfWhCnI/TBH9wZGmEOI/AAAAAAAAAZ4/gNVrBUkRRIo/S220/peace-on-earth-hands.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ql8eyfWhCnI/Sq14YoiE9cI/AAAAAAAAAW0/_OMAme5rvjY/s72-c/DSCN4879.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7841238773737262816.post-6838755001373552794</id><published>2009-09-12T12:51:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-12T13:21:02.274+08:00</updated><title type='text'>PL5</title><content type='html'>The 09/09/09 date has no significance to my college life really but somehow I was reminded on that day how lucky I am to have come across the path of my collegemates and PL5 in particular. PL5 consists of a diverse group of people from different backgrounds. And when I say "diverse" we really are different from each other. No one is the same and yet somehow, all of us "clicked" instantly and quickly grew closer to one another.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday, I spent time hanging out with them. We haven't had an outing together for quite a while thanks to someone named "A2" who has made our lives miserable. But yesterday reminded me of the quirks of everyone. These are the people who have kept me sane and perhaps TOO HAPPY throughout my college life apart from my literature classes. Speaking of the lit class, it is too quiet now as we only have 5 people left. We suffered 3 losses in a week. (how fun...) Without the quirks of Ms Anne, Mun, Chew and Deepa, it is no longer the same but I have to make do with it for another few months. Sometimes I feel like this is all happening to prepare us for the end of college so that we wouldn't feel too "shocked". It is a welcomed surprise that I get inspirations from these people when I least expected it. As Tasha put it, "there is no class like PL5" - very true.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm, as a saying goes - "Calm seas never make skillful sailors"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7841238773737262816-6838755001373552794?l=ferrarazam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ferrarazam.blogspot.com/feeds/6838755001373552794/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7841238773737262816&amp;postID=6838755001373552794' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7841238773737262816/posts/default/6838755001373552794'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7841238773737262816/posts/default/6838755001373552794'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ferrarazam.blogspot.com/2009/09/pl5.html' title='PL5'/><author><name>Farahz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14153876640958257609</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ql8eyfWhCnI/TBH9wZGmEOI/AAAAAAAAAZ4/gNVrBUkRRIo/S220/peace-on-earth-hands.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7841238773737262816.post-822723092360047940</id><published>2009-09-12T12:24:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-12T12:50:55.514+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Calling</title><content type='html'>Deciding on one's future is never easy. As for me, it takes me A LONG time to decide on my future. When I entered CBN - my parents decided for me -easy. When I had to choose a stream - school decided for me..and, I had little choice to choose from anyway- saved need for me to decide. As expected, I didn't enjoy my two years as a pure science student.  Trouble started after SPM, I wanted to do music for a long time and was quite adamant on it. THEN - I had doubts and I was running out of time to decide which diploma/foundation programme to take. One day, I just decided to go for A-Levels (gives me more time to think AND a broad possibilities in the future ;)) Well, despite my time in Taylor's being the time of my life... it has also made me realised of other things that I care about deeply besides music. Hence - headache again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had an interesting conversation with a friend - one who is very good at reading people. It is true that I am very careful with this decision as I do not want to be stuck doing something that I wouldn't like because I know that I would just stop putting any effort into it. I believe that everyone has a calling in life. Some people figure this out early in life but some people have missed their 'calling' and I do not want to be one of them. If I could just figure out what mine is, I would never "work" for another day in my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One thing for sure, I would not enjoy a typical 9-5 job, secretary, accountant, etc... I would probably die of boredom at my desk. If only I can be more specific... I am looking into Kent at the moment.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7841238773737262816-822723092360047940?l=ferrarazam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ferrarazam.blogspot.com/feeds/822723092360047940/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7841238773737262816&amp;postID=822723092360047940' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7841238773737262816/posts/default/822723092360047940'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7841238773737262816/posts/default/822723092360047940'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ferrarazam.blogspot.com/2009/09/calling.html' title='The Calling'/><author><name>Farahz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14153876640958257609</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ql8eyfWhCnI/TBH9wZGmEOI/AAAAAAAAAZ4/gNVrBUkRRIo/S220/peace-on-earth-hands.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7841238773737262816.post-3114105100434133471</id><published>2009-09-08T14:15:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-09T20:10:42.503+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Strolling....</title><content type='html'>Before I start, I saw a chinese/malay (could be mixed) guy in front of me reading a tamil newspaper. That sight reminds me of how diverse and cultured Malaysia is as a country (politics aside). What a view!! &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Wo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51); font-weight: bold;"&gt;nd&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;er&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;ful!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204); font-weight: bold;"&gt;~~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ql8eyfWhCnI/SqYAs6-PrwI/AAAAAAAAAWk/IjrFK0cnPz0/s1600-h/l_316dd456fc9557b6d8ebca3b24a8eccb.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ql8eyfWhCnI/SqYAs6-PrwI/AAAAAAAAAWk/IjrFK0cnPz0/s320/l_316dd456fc9557b6d8ebca3b24a8eccb.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378987576685211394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ql8eyfWhCnI/SqYBEYoucyI/AAAAAAAAAWs/x4_aHp1d9rk/s1600-h/Class+Photo+08.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 223px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ql8eyfWhCnI/SqYBEYoucyI/AAAAAAAAAWs/x4_aHp1d9rk/s320/Class+Photo+08.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378987979785007906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Referring to Tasha's blog post about strolling, I did some "strolling" myself today. It was an impulsive reaction as I thought the weather isn't that hot and I haven't walked home in quite some time since puasa started. (I've been taking the cab and doing limited walking :P)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I got down at Ampang station the weather was quite nice so I decided to walk home. It was also windy so, good weather to walk in. How wrong I was to expect a relaxed and fun stroll! In the two weeks that I have not been walking, I was brought back to reality - KL AIR IS POLLUTED. I kept inhaling the smoke from car exhausts and the haze didn't help much either. Tried not to inhale so much, but hmm...quite impossible as human beings need to breathe in order to survive. I was walking slowly home as I wanted to use minimum energy but I could FEEL the polluted air in my mouth. (walked/"strolled" as slow as i could though.) First thing I did when I got home was spit. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So conclusion, u cannot stroll in KL!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7841238773737262816-3114105100434133471?l=ferrarazam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ferrarazam.blogspot.com/feeds/3114105100434133471/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7841238773737262816&amp;postID=3114105100434133471' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7841238773737262816/posts/default/3114105100434133471'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7841238773737262816/posts/default/3114105100434133471'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ferrarazam.blogspot.com/2009/09/strolling.html' title='Strolling....'/><author><name>Farahz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14153876640958257609</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ql8eyfWhCnI/TBH9wZGmEOI/AAAAAAAAAZ4/gNVrBUkRRIo/S220/peace-on-earth-hands.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ql8eyfWhCnI/SqYAs6-PrwI/AAAAAAAAAWk/IjrFK0cnPz0/s72-c/l_316dd456fc9557b6d8ebca3b24a8eccb.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7841238773737262816.post-639666875928534734</id><published>2009-09-01T16:44:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-01T17:00:52.034+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Brickwalls</title><content type='html'>I think it's time that the MJ post gives way to a new one. Move on... been there a bit too long.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lack of updates is due to the constant guilt I feel within me for not studying. However, here I am, lack of concentration is so much so that I am moved to write an update. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:78%;" &gt;(see what I would do to avoid studying?)&lt;/span&gt; Funny how things work... maybe it's because I've decided to apply using my real results, maybe it's a panic attack, maybe it's because I'm still trying to figure out what I want to do, maybe it's my over-easily-distracted mind...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Currently attempting to climb over this "brickwall" of syllabus. Note to self: &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;*secure your future!*&lt;/span&gt; yes2 , need to keep telling myself that...but somehow right now I seem immune to that threat. Oh no...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ql8eyfWhCnI/SpzgnDNUygI/AAAAAAAAAWc/DGOEkshMjy4/s1600-h/n648545084_4922384_4651.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ql8eyfWhCnI/SpzgnDNUygI/AAAAAAAAAWc/DGOEkshMjy4/s320/n648545084_4922384_4651.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376419016654244354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7841238773737262816-639666875928534734?l=ferrarazam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ferrarazam.blogspot.com/feeds/639666875928534734/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7841238773737262816&amp;postID=639666875928534734' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7841238773737262816/posts/default/639666875928534734'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7841238773737262816/posts/default/639666875928534734'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ferrarazam.blogspot.com/2009/09/brickwalls.html' title='Brickwalls'/><author><name>Farahz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14153876640958257609</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ql8eyfWhCnI/TBH9wZGmEOI/AAAAAAAAAZ4/gNVrBUkRRIo/S220/peace-on-earth-hands.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ql8eyfWhCnI/SpzgnDNUygI/AAAAAAAAAWc/DGOEkshMjy4/s72-c/n648545084_4922384_4651.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7841238773737262816.post-6253025634161550917</id><published>2009-06-28T00:11:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-29T17:20:09.195+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The King of Pop</title><content type='html'>So many thoughts and words inside my head and I'm struggling to compose them and write them here. I know it's a bit cliche to be writing about Michael Jackson right now, but here I am, 1 o'clock in the morning, just finished watching his concert "Michael Jackson Live in Bucharest". The tv has been all about Michael/Mikaeel Jackson for the past 2 days but despite not being THE biggest fan, I am sad and I can't help but watch the programs anyway. His lost is felt throughout the world. Like it or not, he IS the "King of Pop". He shows the world the power of music.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ql8eyfWhCnI/SkZrbPfCM8I/AAAAAAAAAV0/Pi6PWOZSky0/s1600-h/PH2009062504127.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 210px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ql8eyfWhCnI/SkZrbPfCM8I/AAAAAAAAAV0/Pi6PWOZSky0/s320/PH2009062504127.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352083322933752770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ql8eyfWhCnI/SkZrbWK0FLI/AAAAAAAAAV8/U4azvMecoZU/s1600-h/Michael-Jackson-The-Wiz---Sealed-86004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 306px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ql8eyfWhCnI/SkZrbWK0FLI/AAAAAAAAAV8/U4azvMecoZU/s320/Michael-Jackson-The-Wiz---Sealed-86004.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352083324727989426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Ever noticed that he protects his kids from the media as much as he can?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Long before Barack Obama's campaign of change, Michael has been promoting change and raising awareness through his songs. Telling people to be "the man in the mirror"and work together to "heal the world". He has managed to break the racial barrier and bring people together through his music. He brought the world together. Despite his controversies, (which I doubt that many are true), I believe that he is the victim of the harsh media. He is, a big kid with a big heart. People tend to forget how much he has given to the world. He has touched many hearts during his lifetime. It is a shame that he didn't get to kick off his now ironically titled, "This Is It" concert. We would never know now, but I suspect it would have been a HUGE success and THE biggest comeback. Just when he is starting to pick himself up again, he leaves us all. He is one of the few great persons who was achieved "immortality" in our hearts. Hopefully he is in his "Neverland" now, leading a finally peaceful after-life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ql8eyfWhCnI/SkZsQR_y3oI/AAAAAAAAAWU/T8tqCgsoieM/s1600-h/star-michael-jackson.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 171px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ql8eyfWhCnI/SkZsQR_y3oI/AAAAAAAAAWU/T8tqCgsoieM/s200/star-michael-jackson.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352084234141097602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ql8eyfWhCnI/SkZrbpsZlaI/AAAAAAAAAWE/mn_tDGYh5UI/s1600-h/michael-jackson-does-it-again.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 230px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ql8eyfWhCnI/SkZrbpsZlaI/AAAAAAAAAWE/mn_tDGYh5UI/s320/michael-jackson-does-it-again.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352083329969132962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Michael/Mikaeel, the world has shown that "you are not alone"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"though we're far apart, you're always in my heart" (and many others)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);font-size:78%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;The news has finally sunk into me today. took me 4 days. 29/6/09&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7841238773737262816-6253025634161550917?l=ferrarazam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ferrarazam.blogspot.com/feeds/6253025634161550917/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7841238773737262816&amp;postID=6253025634161550917' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7841238773737262816/posts/default/6253025634161550917'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7841238773737262816/posts/default/6253025634161550917'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ferrarazam.blogspot.com/2009/06/king-of-pop.html' title='The King of Pop'/><author><name>Farahz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14153876640958257609</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ql8eyfWhCnI/TBH9wZGmEOI/AAAAAAAAAZ4/gNVrBUkRRIo/S220/peace-on-earth-hands.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ql8eyfWhCnI/SkZrbPfCM8I/AAAAAAAAAV0/Pi6PWOZSky0/s72-c/PH2009062504127.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7841238773737262816.post-3817809652166634540</id><published>2009-06-15T11:49:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-22T11:24:04.751+08:00</updated><title type='text'>El Padrino</title><content type='html'>Really, the only reason I went was because of my classmates and that I wanted to meet the lecturers who's going off. It was quite...lame actually. The whole opening thing already warned us of the night. They dressed up accordingly to the theme...-ish... but they were doing performing to some..was it techno? cant even remember. The highlight of the performances was the "Jai Ho" dance by Mr Gobi and the gang! hahaha..i have no other way of putting this, He looked so cute! (I starting to sound like Liz! :s) I cant exactly say, "ugly but adorable" cant I? and I don't mean it that way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was good to see Ms Jackie again after sooooo long! It seemed like she misses us a lot too hehe...seeing ms anne was interesting...the band was not...great or good...just a bunch of teenagers playing a mess..nothing much about prom. Funny to see other people dancing though. Funny how Chew got out of the hall after dancing in a daze..hahha. Well, that's all nothing special..and I'm definitely not going to do anything like that again for a longgggggggg time!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7841238773737262816-3817809652166634540?l=ferrarazam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ferrarazam.blogspot.com/feeds/3817809652166634540/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7841238773737262816&amp;postID=3817809652166634540' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7841238773737262816/posts/default/3817809652166634540'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7841238773737262816/posts/default/3817809652166634540'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ferrarazam.blogspot.com/2009/06/el-padrino.html' title='El Padrino'/><author><name>Farahz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14153876640958257609</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ql8eyfWhCnI/TBH9wZGmEOI/AAAAAAAAAZ4/gNVrBUkRRIo/S220/peace-on-earth-hands.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7841238773737262816.post-8811899314651318640</id><published>2009-06-15T11:18:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-16T11:17:17.458+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Gift</title><content type='html'>A gift may come in many shapes. Many sizes. However, a gift's "value" cannot be judged on how big or expensive it is. A simple, personal gift are always the more meaningful ones. Yesterday, Ms Anne gave us bookmarks as a parting gift &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(even for tasha!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. Funny how we all &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(or was it just &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Apple?&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; screamed into her face for not telling us  she's leaving. &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;yes, we got away with it =D&lt;/span&gt; we found out through her NEW-er students).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Quite surprising at how 'extra friendly' she was with us. I even have a toilet photo with her hahaha. She actually tried to carry me for a photo o.O &lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;(she nearly broke her back)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ql8eyfWhCnI/SjcMhWCP-nI/AAAAAAAAAVs/-WNQKp8Ji4Y/s1600-h/Random+moments+060.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ql8eyfWhCnI/SjcMhWCP-nI/AAAAAAAAAVs/-WNQKp8Ji4Y/s320/Random+moments+060.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347756849515985522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lit classes gave me lots of valuable memories and lessons throughout my college journey. &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;Wish her all the best.&lt;/span&gt; I still say she ditched us though! &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(I'm sure Apple will agree with me on this :P)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Everything aside, something just doesn't feel right. Maybe its just me dreading the new semester with the change and all...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7841238773737262816-8811899314651318640?l=ferrarazam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ferrarazam.blogspot.com/feeds/8811899314651318640/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7841238773737262816&amp;postID=8811899314651318640' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7841238773737262816/posts/default/8811899314651318640'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7841238773737262816/posts/default/8811899314651318640'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ferrarazam.blogspot.com/2009/06/gift.html' title='A Gift'/><author><name>Farahz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14153876640958257609</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ql8eyfWhCnI/TBH9wZGmEOI/AAAAAAAAAZ4/gNVrBUkRRIo/S220/peace-on-earth-hands.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ql8eyfWhCnI/SjcMhWCP-nI/AAAAAAAAAVs/-WNQKp8Ji4Y/s72-c/Random+moments+060.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7841238773737262816.post-5764907732665158199</id><published>2009-05-30T15:54:00.030+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-26T17:02:24.497+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Shuffles...</title><content type='html'>All the heavy papers are done with. Only econs' mcq left despite the small relief, there's no real 'celebration' taking place. Almost two semesters down and one more to go and so many changes has taken place. &lt;span style="color: #66ff99;"&gt;Mr Gobi&lt;/span&gt; has been replaced by &lt;span style="color: #cc6600;"&gt;Ms Ray&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color: #ffcc66;"&gt;Ms Jackie&lt;/span&gt; ALMOST left &lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;(but she stayed on for this sem)&lt;/span&gt;, tasha actually left, class dynamics has changed a bit &lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;(but my class is still awesome!)&lt;/span&gt;, and &lt;span style="color: #cc33cc;"&gt;Ms Anne's&lt;/span&gt; leaving and we'll be getting a new mystery, human being, lit lecturer...darn...only Ms Tilakam will be our original lecturer next semester. Ok, and &lt;span style="color: silver;"&gt;Ms Marguerite&lt;/span&gt; but she's the mentor who doesnt even teach me. haha. Me being me, I have never/ever/will like change &lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;(most of the time :P) &lt;/span&gt;Hmm, am no longer looking forward to next semester's lit classes or re-reading king lear &lt;span style="font-size: 78%;"&gt;(honestly, i genuinely was).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ql8eyfWhCnI/SjKSMvYNDxI/AAAAAAAAAVM/TlMkPCcK-iw/s1600-h/DSCN4330.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346496455216271122" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ql8eyfWhCnI/SjKSMvYNDxI/AAAAAAAAAVM/TlMkPCcK-iw/s320/DSCN4330.jpg" style="cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 240px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 320px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;we had our class in the &lt;span style="color: #33cc00; font-weight: bold;"&gt;garden&lt;/span&gt; how cool was that??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ql8eyfWhCnI/SjKSMYuME5I/AAAAAAAAAU8/LDN3W-6Brwg/s1600-h/DSCN0616.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346496449134465938" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ql8eyfWhCnI/SjKSMYuME5I/AAAAAAAAAU8/LDN3W-6Brwg/s320/DSCN0616.jpg" style="cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 240px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 320px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;the &lt;span style="color: red; font-weight: bold;"&gt;"detention" &lt;/span&gt;class during carnival day for slacking too much :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ql8eyfWhCnI/SjKSMqOuLCI/AAAAAAAAAVE/-67RW9zilMI/s1600-h/DSCN4788.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346496453834320930" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ql8eyfWhCnI/SjKSMqOuLCI/AAAAAAAAAVE/-67RW9zilMI/s320/DSCN4788.jpg" style="cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 320px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 240px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;following your &lt;span style="color: #ffcc33; font-weight: bold;"&gt;advise&lt;/span&gt;...haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ql8eyfWhCnI/SjKTIYuf8JI/AAAAAAAAAVk/nf5l3ZDNrcU/s1600-h/Picture+130.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346497479927918738" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ql8eyfWhCnI/SjKTIYuf8JI/AAAAAAAAAVk/nf5l3ZDNrcU/s320/Picture+130.jpg" style="cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 240px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 320px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: #999999; font-weight: bold;"&gt;King Lear&lt;/span&gt; and my non-existent &lt;span style="color: #ffff66; font-weight: bold;"&gt;"white flowy gown"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Words fail me at times like this. Likw Mr Gobi's classes, I'm gonna miss her classes too...All thos digressions, pointless &lt;span style="font-size: 78%;"&gt;(and non-pointless)&lt;/span&gt; talks &lt;span style="font-size: 78%;"&gt;(outside and inside the classroom)&lt;/span&gt;, insulting each other, LIPs, 'hantus', singing happy birthday randomly to her...i can go on and on. BUT i have come to terms with the fact that things do change, its just the matter of how well you adapt to it. I can still remember my first ever class in Taylor's where she totally intimidated me &lt;span style="font-size: 78%;"&gt;(and the rest of the class)&lt;/span&gt; and I laugh at how far we've progressed from there. Lit classes are going to be weird without her but we'll see how it goes. I bet Mr Andrew &lt;span style="font-size: 78%;"&gt;(the mystery replacement)&lt;/span&gt;, has the same hair length as Ms Anne's...hehe...I still think we should gang up on him on his first day! &lt;span style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;*evil grin*&lt;/span&gt; I feel very blessed to have met her at all; truly a passionate and inspirational teacher that I'd remember for the rest of my life. I thank her for everything she taught me &lt;span style="font-size: 78%;"&gt;(directly &amp;amp; indirectly)&lt;/span&gt; throughout the 2 semesters.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ffff66; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;\&lt;o:smarttagtype name="City" namespaceuri="urn:schemas-microsoft-com:office:smarttags"&gt;&lt;/o:smarttagtype&gt;&lt;o:smarttagtype name="place" namespaceuri="urn:schemas-microsoft-com:office:smarttags"&gt;&lt;/o:smarttagtype&gt;&lt;style&gt; &lt;!--  /* Style Definitions */  p.MsoNormal, li.MsoNormal, div.MsoNormal  {mso-style-parent:"";  margin:0in;  margin-bottom:.0001pt;  mso-pagination:widow-orphan;  font-size:12.0pt;  font-family:"Times New Roman";  mso-fareast-font-family:"Times New Roman";} @page Section1  {size:8.5in 11.0in;  margin:1.0in 1.25in 1.0in 1.25in;  mso-header-margin:.5in;  mso-footer-margin:.5in;  mso-paper-source:0;} div.Section1  {page:Section1;} --&gt;&lt;/style&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ql8eyfWhCnI/SjKSMwIg5cI/AAAAAAAAAVU/Y75WTTebt_A/s1600-h/DSCN4790.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346496455418897858" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ql8eyfWhCnI/SjKSMwIg5cI/AAAAAAAAAVU/Y75WTTebt_A/s320/DSCN4790.JPG" style="cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 240px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 320px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;her face is not shown here due to privacy rights hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ql8eyfWhCnI/SjKSNGjHv7I/AAAAAAAAAVc/zs4HRB8lLi0/s1600-h/DSCN4879.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346496461436075954" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ql8eyfWhCnI/SjKSNGjHv7I/AAAAAAAAAVc/zs4HRB8lLi0/s320/DSCN4879.JPG" style="cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 320px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 240px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;From your &lt;span style="color: #cc33cc; font-weight: bold;"&gt;favourite class&lt;/span&gt; "circle". haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 78%; font-style: italic;"&gt;All you other lit people can vomit now but I bet u secretly feel the same! hahaha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7841238773737262816-5764907732665158199?l=ferrarazam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ferrarazam.blogspot.com/feeds/5764907732665158199/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7841238773737262816&amp;postID=5764907732665158199' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7841238773737262816/posts/default/5764907732665158199'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7841238773737262816/posts/default/5764907732665158199'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ferrarazam.blogspot.com/2009/05/shuffles.html' title='Shuffles...'/><author><name>Farahz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14153876640958257609</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ql8eyfWhCnI/TBH9wZGmEOI/AAAAAAAAAZ4/gNVrBUkRRIo/S220/peace-on-earth-hands.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ql8eyfWhCnI/SjKSMvYNDxI/AAAAAAAAAVM/TlMkPCcK-iw/s72-c/DSCN4330.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7841238773737262816.post-1440867739128715140</id><published>2009-04-26T17:08:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-18T19:10:06.062+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='the world'/><title type='text'>Of Peace and Tolerance</title><content type='html'>Today (about a month ago) during my Islamic studies class, we were discussing about jihad. We discussed the relevance of suicide bombing, and "honour killing" by the extremists that has killed many innocent people. Not only that, they also give Islam a bad name and image. Naturally, the discussion then gradually progress to the current situation in Palestine. Where people there are fighting for their survival.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The problem with Palestine is, they want to fight for their rights but they themselves can't solve their differences between each other. People from around the world are willing to help them. Especially their fellow Muslim countries. A lot of aids are sent to them subsequent to the war. The core problem, from my point of view, is Hamas and Fatah's incredible amount of self-pride. These two parties can't even get along with each other and none of them are willing to tolerate; let alone work together. The word Islam itself literally means PEACE. Now, my question is this, why can't Hamas and Fatah, two parties of the same religion and ethnicity, tolerate each other? It is not impossible as it has been done before, even more impressively, by a small country of people with different races who originated from different countries, with different cultures and religions. A country called Malaysia, which I am proud to say, my home. If such diverse group of people can work together here in Malaysia (even though I do admit that we do have our occasional hiccups), why can't they do the same thing there? We had even more differences than Hamas and Fatah has with each other. We had learn to tolerate with each other, and we had managed to achieve independence without going to war. Instead, choosing to hold a peaceful talk with our coloniser.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ql8eyfWhCnI/SceUp4OL_BI/AAAAAAAAAN4/_iZHjHkaHnM/s1600-h/Merdeka.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 238px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ql8eyfWhCnI/SceUp4OL_BI/AAAAAAAAAN4/_iZHjHkaHnM/s400/Merdeka.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316381332321598482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ql8eyfWhCnI/SceU_56-HVI/AAAAAAAAAOI/daf43rAFCm4/s1600-h/multiracial_diasSoli.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 280px; height: 185px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ql8eyfWhCnI/SceU_56-HVI/AAAAAAAAAOI/daf43rAFCm4/s400/multiracial_diasSoli.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316381710734990674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why is it so difficult for Hamas and Fatah to TOLERATE? A simple act of humbleness and tolerance should make matters much easier. It's frustrating to think that they can't even help themselves. If they don't, then it would make it much harder for others to help them. Until they resolve their differences, it is very difficult to settle on a two-state solution, let alone claim back their land from Israel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ql8eyfWhCnI/SceUqUE_uoI/AAAAAAAAAOA/1gWLmoMFDUk/s1600-h/peace.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 309px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ql8eyfWhCnI/SceUqUE_uoI/AAAAAAAAAOA/1gWLmoMFDUk/s400/peace.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316381339799239298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7841238773737262816-1440867739128715140?l=ferrarazam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ferrarazam.blogspot.com/feeds/1440867739128715140/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7841238773737262816&amp;postID=1440867739128715140' title='16 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7841238773737262816/posts/default/1440867739128715140'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7841238773737262816/posts/default/1440867739128715140'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ferrarazam.blogspot.com/2009/04/of-peace-and-tolerance.html' title='Of Peace and Tolerance'/><author><name>Farahz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14153876640958257609</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ql8eyfWhCnI/TBH9wZGmEOI/AAAAAAAAAZ4/gNVrBUkRRIo/S220/peace-on-earth-hands.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ql8eyfWhCnI/SceUp4OL_BI/AAAAAAAAAN4/_iZHjHkaHnM/s72-c/Merdeka.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>16</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7841238773737262816.post-7933173564061689786</id><published>2009-04-25T17:09:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-25T17:49:51.299+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Change...</title><content type='html'>Working on a change. Putting a lot of effort into studying is something new to me, having put most of my effort into my co-curricular activities throughout high school. Tasha wrote in her blog, &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;"think like a superhero and work like a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;supervillain&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;/span&gt; I thinks that's an awesome &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;quote (i have a thing for iron man - a superhero)&lt;/span&gt; as its simple and light and yet, it has an important message.  I can never live with a quote too serious...&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;haha&lt;/span&gt;. For once, I care deeply of the outcome of this exam. I do not want to screw up my future and disappoint my parents, I do not want to disappoint my lecturers and most importantly, I do not want to disappoint &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;myself&lt;/span&gt;. Learning IS painful sometimes, but it is &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;necessary&lt;/span&gt; for me to work &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(much)&lt;/span&gt; harder &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(and smarter)&lt;/span&gt;  in order to achieve my dreams. I always thought that it is important to change yourself for the better before even trying to bring change to the world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ql8eyfWhCnI/SfLaqKh88EI/AAAAAAAAAS4/a7t3LUmJh-o/s1600-h/marvelw-01.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ql8eyfWhCnI/SfLaqKh88EI/AAAAAAAAAS4/a7t3LUmJh-o/s320/marvelw-01.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328561727048839234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Almost forgot there's F1 this week! :O&lt;br /&gt;that's a first...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;surely &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;ferrari&lt;/span&gt; can bring a change their own luck too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;shall not be blogging often from now on...(not that I ever was an often blogger...)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7841238773737262816-7933173564061689786?l=ferrarazam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ferrarazam.blogspot.com/feeds/7933173564061689786/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7841238773737262816&amp;postID=7933173564061689786' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7841238773737262816/posts/default/7933173564061689786'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7841238773737262816/posts/default/7933173564061689786'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ferrarazam.blogspot.com/2009/04/change.html' title='Change...'/><author><name>Farahz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14153876640958257609</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ql8eyfWhCnI/TBH9wZGmEOI/AAAAAAAAAZ4/gNVrBUkRRIo/S220/peace-on-earth-hands.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ql8eyfWhCnI/SfLaqKh88EI/AAAAAAAAAS4/a7t3LUmJh-o/s72-c/marvelw-01.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7841238773737262816.post-8486869010978940759</id><published>2009-04-15T17:14:00.020+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-16T17:00:32.839+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I Dreamed a Dream</title><content type='html'>Just watched the most mind-blowing video! Was watching another video when I saw the Susan Boyle video. I was curious why the video is a hit so I clicked on it. The video definitely sends out the message to &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;NOT&lt;/span&gt; judge a book by its cover! She came on stage, Simon was rolling his eyes and everyone was being cynical towards her, but all of them were blown away when she started singing! &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;WOW!&lt;/span&gt; The reaction and complete turn-around of perception on her was incredible! and this, in turn, touched people's heart as they are filled with guilt for laughing at her a moment earlier, for judging her by her appearance, for sneering at her when she dared to dream big to be like Elaine Paige, for writing her off even before she started singing. To me, the time kind of stopped when I heard her sing. Amazing how people can surprise you...It's from the show Britain's Got Talent. So, take a look at it, you wont regret it!!&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=9lp0IWv8QZY"&gt;Susan Boyle&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/span&gt;ladies and gentlemen! &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-size:180%;" &gt;GO CHECK IT OUT!&lt;/span&gt; the &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;blue coloured&lt;/span&gt; words are the link!  So don't tell me you can't find it on youtube! I can't post it up here because the "embed" feature has been disabled due to a request (im guessing by the show's management or something).&lt;br /&gt;I think what the video signifies the most is that &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;it's never to late to achieve your dreams&lt;/span&gt;. So don't give up and keep on chasing your dream people!! This reminds me a lot of Randy Pausch's wise belief on the importance of having a dream.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's another cool video. Now, why can't Malaysia have cool stuff like that?? I want to join!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="340"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/nWNLTkTurN0&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/nWNLTkTurN0&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="340"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;p/s: new template...don't think I'll change it anytime soon because I like the colour :D and Andrew Llyod Webber is a musical genius! Love his songs!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7841238773737262816-8486869010978940759?l=ferrarazam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ferrarazam.blogspot.com/feeds/8486869010978940759/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7841238773737262816&amp;postID=8486869010978940759' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7841238773737262816/posts/default/8486869010978940759'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7841238773737262816/posts/default/8486869010978940759'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ferrarazam.blogspot.com/2009/04/surprise.html' title='I Dreamed a Dream'/><author><name>Farahz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14153876640958257609</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ql8eyfWhCnI/TBH9wZGmEOI/AAAAAAAAAZ4/gNVrBUkRRIo/S220/peace-on-earth-hands.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7841238773737262816.post-4465542788031726040</id><published>2009-04-13T01:16:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-13T01:17:32.577+08:00</updated><title type='text'>S.t.r.a.n.g.e</title><content type='html'>As you can see, my blog is a bit..OFF..if u know what I mean. been trying to change the background but im gonna settle on this FOR THE NIGHT. Shall continue this tmrw!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7841238773737262816-4465542788031726040?l=ferrarazam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ferrarazam.blogspot.com/feeds/4465542788031726040/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7841238773737262816&amp;postID=4465542788031726040' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7841238773737262816/posts/default/4465542788031726040'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7841238773737262816/posts/default/4465542788031726040'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ferrarazam.blogspot.com/2009/04/strange.html' title='S.t.r.a.n.g.e'/><author><name>Farahz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14153876640958257609</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ql8eyfWhCnI/TBH9wZGmEOI/AAAAAAAAAZ4/gNVrBUkRRIo/S220/peace-on-earth-hands.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7841238773737262816.post-6373888932417163060</id><published>2009-04-06T03:06:00.015+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-10T13:38:47.427+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Rush of Andrenaline!</title><content type='html'>Just got back from Sepang. F1 race was a bit confusing and unsatisfying as i couldn't figure out how to get the commentator transmission on my headphone...haha...and we couldnt really hear anything. Buttt had a good look at the drivers when they were all red-flagged. Especially Mark Webber. Nick Heidfeld, Hamilton &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(urgh, why must he stop in front of my seat?)&lt;/span&gt;, nico rosberg and mark webber all pulled over in front of my seat. Mark Webber looks better in real life. Macho-er hahaha...He doesnt look as skeleton like as he is on tv. haha...I like the way he brings himself. While Hamilton was hiding under all those umbrellas, I think Webber had made a full round of walking along the pit lane lol! Heidfeld was the first one to pull over, and he was greeted by a round of applause by the audience there. Too bad Massa didn't pull over nearer to my side. Let me show you some of mine (or ira's) paparazzi shots:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ql8eyfWhCnI/Sd7WsWG5rJI/AAAAAAAAASA/S6pe4dNZnSk/s1600-h/Formula+1+2009+024.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ql8eyfWhCnI/Sd7WsWG5rJI/AAAAAAAAASA/S6pe4dNZnSk/s320/Formula+1+2009+024.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322927866935618706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;nick heidfeld&lt;/span&gt; after he pulled over&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ql8eyfWhCnI/Sd7WtdVbO6I/AAAAAAAAASI/MAa6ORBAehc/s1600-h/Formula+1+2009+050.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ql8eyfWhCnI/Sd7WtdVbO6I/AAAAAAAAASI/MAa6ORBAehc/s320/Formula+1+2009+050.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322927886055455650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;mr mark webber&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;(darcy? :P) &lt;/span&gt;walking around&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ql8eyfWhCnI/Sd7WtlGEABI/AAAAAAAAASQ/TyTNaTfazlg/s1600-h/Formula+1+2009+068.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ql8eyfWhCnI/Sd7WtlGEABI/AAAAAAAAASQ/TyTNaTfazlg/s320/Formula+1+2009+068.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322927888138502162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;felipe baby&lt;/span&gt; LOL! (kimi was in the pit garage eacting icecream...-__-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ql8eyfWhCnI/Sd7Wt9fel4I/AAAAAAAAASg/l1lAQIag7HM/s1600-h/Formula+1+2009+034.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ql8eyfWhCnI/Sd7Wt9fel4I/AAAAAAAAASg/l1lAQIag7HM/s320/Formula+1+2009+034.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322927894687553410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;jenson button&lt;/span&gt; being pushed to the front&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ql8eyfWhCnI/Sd7Wtqth6DI/AAAAAAAAASY/oNAjJbAeQIw/s1600-h/Formula+1+2009+085.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ql8eyfWhCnI/Sd7Wtqth6DI/AAAAAAAAASY/oNAjJbAeQIw/s320/Formula+1+2009+085.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322927889646217266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;the genius &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"&gt;ross brawn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ql8eyfWhCnI/Sd7XIBnFbOI/AAAAAAAAASo/xJbTv0kLRT8/s1600-h/Formula+1+2009+088.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ql8eyfWhCnI/Sd7XIBnFbOI/AAAAAAAAASo/xJbTv0kLRT8/s320/Formula+1+2009+088.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322928342469799138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;ferrari pit garage&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Went to the after-race concert. &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Jamiroquai&lt;/span&gt; was awesome. I like &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Black Capricorn Day&lt;/span&gt; the most. Everyone should listen to this song! Can't believe he's forty this yr!! He pointed out this fact to the crowd and then he was like,&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt; "shit."&lt;/span&gt; haha! Now I'm seriously thinking of getting his (Jamiroquai) albums...but can't do that this month. After the trip to Sepang, I have to be more careful on my spendings. LOL Naturally Seven was awesome too. They're a band without instruments haha. Check them out &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=cgL9HhiSd-A"&gt;here!&lt;/a&gt; Anyway, it was so muddy at the concert that I even gave up looking after my beloved shoes... By the time we finished, nampak macam baru balik dari sawah padi pon ade jugak...hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ql8eyfWhCnI/Sd7ajIjLekI/AAAAAAAAASw/5Q5DGmTYtbI/s1600-h/Formula+1+2009+108.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ql8eyfWhCnI/Sd7ajIjLekI/AAAAAAAAASw/5Q5DGmTYtbI/s320/Formula+1+2009+108.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322932106723818050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Jamiroquai's concert&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/mU_Q2osVbuo&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/mU_Q2osVbuo&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, two races without points...but I'm confident that they'll bounce back soon! &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;Forza Ferrari&lt;/span&gt; ;) and Jay Kay is also a Ferrari fan! More reason to like him! haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ql8eyfWhCnI/Sd7Vy8vqxpI/AAAAAAAAAR4/FyNo-DYd1AY/s1600-h/random+018.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ql8eyfWhCnI/Sd7Vy8vqxpI/AAAAAAAAAR4/FyNo-DYd1AY/s320/random+018.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322926880874743442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;p/s: Happy &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(belated)&lt;/span&gt; Birthday to you!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7841238773737262816-6373888932417163060?l=ferrarazam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ferrarazam.blogspot.com/feeds/6373888932417163060/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7841238773737262816&amp;postID=6373888932417163060' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7841238773737262816/posts/default/6373888932417163060'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7841238773737262816/posts/default/6373888932417163060'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ferrarazam.blogspot.com/2009/04/rush-of-andrenaline.html' title='A Rush of Andrenaline!'/><author><name>Farahz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14153876640958257609</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ql8eyfWhCnI/TBH9wZGmEOI/AAAAAAAAAZ4/gNVrBUkRRIo/S220/peace-on-earth-hands.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ql8eyfWhCnI/Sd7WsWG5rJI/AAAAAAAAASA/S6pe4dNZnSk/s72-c/Formula+1+2009+024.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7841238773737262816.post-3956299948027444996</id><published>2009-04-04T01:31:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-10T12:54:37.297+08:00</updated><title type='text'>3rd April 2009</title><content type='html'>Today's the day where I do my final AS trial paper, today's the day Malaysia instates the nation's 6th Prime Minister andddd today is also &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;my birthday&lt;/span&gt;. Now people would always remember this date (especially mr najib tun razak!) hahahahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ql8eyfWhCnI/Sd7PfTLk17I/AAAAAAAAARo/byPCUKDeyb0/s1600-h/untitled4.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 250px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ql8eyfWhCnI/Sd7PfTLk17I/AAAAAAAAARo/byPCUKDeyb0/s400/untitled4.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322919946230224818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;click on this! hehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Anyway, I just wanted to make a quick shout out to those who had thoughtfully wish me in a variety kind of ways. Really appreciate it. Been a roller coaster weekend! but it ended on a high. thanks to the JK concert and f1 haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ql8eyfWhCnI/Sd7OFHEorHI/AAAAAAAAARg/Y79OeC0ClNo/s1600-h/random+003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ql8eyfWhCnI/Sd7OFHEorHI/AAAAAAAAARg/Y79OeC0ClNo/s320/random+003.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322918396791663730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ql8eyfWhCnI/SdZSARvraEI/AAAAAAAAARA/LqvVwUtObEk/s1600-h/rabbit.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 288px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ql8eyfWhCnI/SdZSARvraEI/AAAAAAAAARA/LqvVwUtObEk/s320/rabbit.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320530174501677122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ql8eyfWhCnI/Sd7QQGW5SuI/AAAAAAAAARw/3Hg54yulb-8/s1600-h/Formula+1+2009+115.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ql8eyfWhCnI/Sd7QQGW5SuI/AAAAAAAAARw/3Hg54yulb-8/s320/Formula+1+2009+115.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322920784601631458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Jay Kay in action&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ql8eyfWhCnI/SdZSnX5ixpI/AAAAAAAAARQ/2s6Qff1M390/s1600-h/untitled3.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 225px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ql8eyfWhCnI/SdZSnX5ixpI/AAAAAAAAARQ/2s6Qff1M390/s320/untitled3.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320530846168565394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Know what, next yr, someone get me a cake with a ferrari f1 car on it!! that'd make me happy for the rest of the yr lol!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7841238773737262816-3956299948027444996?l=ferrarazam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ferrarazam.blogspot.com/feeds/3956299948027444996/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7841238773737262816&amp;postID=3956299948027444996' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7841238773737262816/posts/default/3956299948027444996'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7841238773737262816/posts/default/3956299948027444996'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ferrarazam.blogspot.com/2009/04/3rd-april-2009.html' title='3rd April 2009'/><author><name>Farahz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14153876640958257609</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ql8eyfWhCnI/TBH9wZGmEOI/AAAAAAAAAZ4/gNVrBUkRRIo/S220/peace-on-earth-hands.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ql8eyfWhCnI/Sd7PfTLk17I/AAAAAAAAARo/byPCUKDeyb0/s72-c/untitled4.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7841238773737262816.post-4783127166163216286</id><published>2009-03-29T15:44:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-01T15:32:58.400+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Supercalifragilisticexpialidocious!!!</title><content type='html'>What a FANTASTIC start to the new formula 1 season!!!!!!!!!! Absolutely fantastic!! Supercalifragilisticexpialidociously amazing!!!! A team who was not even sure whether they'd be on the starting grid a few months ago, has just created history! The first one-two for a debutant since 1954!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ql8eyfWhCnI/SdMVxFdEw6I/AAAAAAAAAQg/ITTGdO25Woc/s1600-h/brawn595getty.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 225px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ql8eyfWhCnI/SdMVxFdEw6I/AAAAAAAAAQg/ITTGdO25Woc/s400/brawn595getty.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319619517876585378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;a fantastic and well-deserved win&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ql8eyfWhCnI/SdMT2UMDdQI/AAAAAAAAAQI/kTihy9E44bY/s1600-h/ross_brawn_1374375c.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ql8eyfWhCnI/SdMT2UMDdQI/AAAAAAAAAQI/kTihy9E44bY/s320/ross_brawn_1374375c.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319617408707818754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was such an eventful race, one minute ferrari has a potention podium, next thing u know, both of them retired; one minute barrichello was at the bottom of the field, then he somehow managed to get back to 2nd place! and that battle between vettel and kubica! What a shame for them, but absolutely interesting for the sports! What's more special is, when the top 3 cars was heading back into the pit lane, the WHOLE pit lane applauded them. Heck, even the Brawn drivers, Button and Barrichello couldn't That just shows how amazing their feat is. Im just glad I had witnessed the historic race.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ql8eyfWhCnI/SdMW8yB_AZI/AAAAAAAAAQw/8DXo0fLAvGc/s1600-h/Barrichello,Button,Brawn_podium-getty.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 180px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ql8eyfWhCnI/SdMW8yB_AZI/AAAAAAAAAQw/8DXo0fLAvGc/s320/Barrichello,Button,Brawn_podium-getty.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319620818332746130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unlike most of the wins of the first gp of the season, this win is not a surprise at all. As soon as I found out how well they did during the test, I was sure that Brawn GP is the team to look out for. C'mon..it is ROSS BRAWN's team we're talking about. The man who had engineered ferrari and michael schumacher to their 5 consecutive world titles!! A big congratulations again to Brawn GP on their amazing feat!! I can't wait for the Sepang GP now!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ql8eyfWhCnI/Sc9DVowdH0I/AAAAAAAAAOg/bu-DH4dtxk0/s1600-h/massa-melbourne-z-12_280309.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 151px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ql8eyfWhCnI/Sc9DVowdH0I/AAAAAAAAAOg/bu-DH4dtxk0/s320/massa-melbourne-z-12_280309.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318543723944812354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;hehe...here's my two favourite people in f1!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;p/s: post title was too long with the big font haha!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7841238773737262816-4783127166163216286?l=ferrarazam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ferrarazam.blogspot.com/feeds/4783127166163216286/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7841238773737262816&amp;postID=4783127166163216286' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7841238773737262816/posts/default/4783127166163216286'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7841238773737262816/posts/default/4783127166163216286'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ferrarazam.blogspot.com/2009/03/supercalifragilisticexpialidocious.html' title='Supercalifragilisticexpialidocious!!!'/><author><name>Farahz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14153876640958257609</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ql8eyfWhCnI/TBH9wZGmEOI/AAAAAAAAAZ4/gNVrBUkRRIo/S220/peace-on-earth-hands.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ql8eyfWhCnI/SdMVxFdEw6I/AAAAAAAAAQg/ITTGdO25Woc/s72-c/brawn595getty.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7841238773737262816.post-9137574724840414079</id><published>2009-03-28T22:50:00.011+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-01T15:06:07.257+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lights off; fast cars</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ql8eyfWhCnI/SdMSTZSE19I/AAAAAAAAAP4/tpq2jjlOMHM/s1600-h/Picture+014.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ql8eyfWhCnI/SdMSTZSE19I/AAAAAAAAAP4/tpq2jjlOMHM/s320/Picture+014.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319615709268203474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;find klcc!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As excited as I was prior to the actual Earth Hour, I was actually in a foul mood throughout the hour. Reason: I was all alone in the house!! Where's the fun if you're joining Earth Hour alone! Ok, I was the one who chose to stay behind as I wanted to watch the first F1 qualifying of the season, but they were supposed to be back by 6 at least! So, they finally got back at about 9.15p.m..by then I had been in the dark for &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;45 minutes alone&lt;/span&gt;. The only light source came from my laptop and I left the tv on for some sound. I surprised myself by being brave enough to stay alone in the house, in the dark hehehe ... So anyhow, was in a foul mood. My mum did take me out to take pictures..i got a few...and since I still refuse to buy anything from McD, she drove me to the char kuey teow place andddd the best thing is, I got the f1 model car from Shell...muahahahahahahaha!!!So overall, not bad!! =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ql8eyfWhCnI/SdMMfmr7OJI/AAAAAAAAAPA/9MvOadOA3bM/s1600-h/Picture+010.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ql8eyfWhCnI/SdMMfmr7OJI/AAAAAAAAAPA/9MvOadOA3bM/s320/Picture+010.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319609321954949266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;as u can see, &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;ALONE IN THE DARK!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ql8eyfWhCnI/SdMMgCarx7I/AAAAAAAAAPI/X-eZQ6jo16s/s1600-h/Picture+011.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ql8eyfWhCnI/SdMMgCarx7I/AAAAAAAAAPI/X-eZQ6jo16s/s320/Picture+011.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319609329398826930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;my neighbour switchedd off their lights too! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ql8eyfWhCnI/SdMMgSMhkBI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/_b0tRMlAA_c/s1600-h/Picture+019.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ql8eyfWhCnI/SdMMgSMhkBI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/_b0tRMlAA_c/s320/Picture+019.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319609333634404370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;i like this shot for some strange reason...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ql8eyfWhCnI/SdMRH1x-YJI/AAAAAAAAAPw/v3H9ulgcjpc/s1600-h/Picture+030.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ql8eyfWhCnI/SdMRH1x-YJI/AAAAAAAAAPw/v3H9ulgcjpc/s320/Picture+030.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319614411248132242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;and for the finale, my highlight of they day!! =D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, Ferrari did ok. Very impressive start by Brawn GP though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7841238773737262816-9137574724840414079?l=ferrarazam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ferrarazam.blogspot.com/feeds/9137574724840414079/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7841238773737262816&amp;postID=9137574724840414079' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7841238773737262816/posts/default/9137574724840414079'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7841238773737262816/posts/default/9137574724840414079'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ferrarazam.blogspot.com/2009/03/of-earth-hour-and-f1.html' title='Lights off; fast cars'/><author><name>Farahz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14153876640958257609</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ql8eyfWhCnI/TBH9wZGmEOI/AAAAAAAAAZ4/gNVrBUkRRIo/S220/peace-on-earth-hands.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ql8eyfWhCnI/SdMSTZSE19I/AAAAAAAAAP4/tpq2jjlOMHM/s72-c/Picture+014.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7841238773737262816.post-2400576989399296282</id><published>2009-03-24T19:29:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-24T19:50:00.381+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Procrastination...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Remember this??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ql8eyfWhCnI/ScjEb7J7CHI/AAAAAAAAAOY/eqwcHnnFDJQ/s1600-h/DSCN6341.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ql8eyfWhCnI/ScjEb7J7CHI/AAAAAAAAAOY/eqwcHnnFDJQ/s320/DSCN6341.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316715344125692018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Proven &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;TRUE&lt;/span&gt; via personal experience by thyself!! Ok, do not panic. Still have time to catch up! I &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;KNOW&lt;/span&gt; I can. However, in desperate need of tuition classes with Ms. Rhay. haha &lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;(i feel like Bridget Jones)&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;not v.g!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;Oh, do remember to switch off your lights for Earth Hour!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;*Off to some last-minute studying for trials!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7841238773737262816-2400576989399296282?l=ferrarazam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ferrarazam.blogspot.com/feeds/2400576989399296282/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7841238773737262816&amp;postID=2400576989399296282' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7841238773737262816/posts/default/2400576989399296282'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7841238773737262816/posts/default/2400576989399296282'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ferrarazam.blogspot.com/2009/03/procrastination.html' title='Procrastination...'/><author><name>Farahz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14153876640958257609</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ql8eyfWhCnI/TBH9wZGmEOI/AAAAAAAAAZ4/gNVrBUkRRIo/S220/peace-on-earth-hands.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ql8eyfWhCnI/ScjEb7J7CHI/AAAAAAAAAOY/eqwcHnnFDJQ/s72-c/DSCN6341.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7841238773737262816.post-3311989583853155768</id><published>2009-03-18T21:32:00.018+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-14T01:30:27.616+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Earth Hour 2009</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People of the world!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; let's unite to fight global warming. If one person influences another person, then that person influences another person, and that other person influences yet another person &lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;(u get the idea...)&lt;/span&gt; then we &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span&gt;CAN&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; make ourselves be heard!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;*update&lt;/span&gt;&lt;ul style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;KLCC,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Dataran Merdeka,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;KL Tower,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;KL Sentral,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;Bangunan Sultan Abdul Samad,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt; the famous Penang Bridge&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;these buildings are among the famous landmarks in Malaysia that have all agreed to take part in the fight against global warming. So, join us and do your part. Let's stand up and take control over the future of our planet!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ql8eyfWhCnI/ScD5q9J0uYI/AAAAAAAAANo/_W2K_dCKIas/s1600-h/Earth+Hour+Logo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 250px; height: 251px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ql8eyfWhCnI/ScD5q9J0uYI/AAAAAAAAANo/_W2K_dCKIas/s400/Earth+Hour+Logo.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314522076662774146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;i miss him and i just feel like hugging him right now!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;Switch off your lights!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7841238773737262816-3311989583853155768?l=ferrarazam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ferrarazam.blogspot.com/feeds/3311989583853155768/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7841238773737262816&amp;postID=3311989583853155768' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7841238773737262816/posts/default/3311989583853155768'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7841238773737262816/posts/default/3311989583853155768'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ferrarazam.blogspot.com/2009/03/earth-hour-2009.html' title='Earth Hour 2009'/><author><name>Farahz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14153876640958257609</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ql8eyfWhCnI/TBH9wZGmEOI/AAAAAAAAAZ4/gNVrBUkRRIo/S220/peace-on-earth-hands.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ql8eyfWhCnI/ScD5q9J0uYI/AAAAAAAAANo/_W2K_dCKIas/s72-c/Earth+Hour+Logo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7841238773737262816.post-8998048990313702044</id><published>2009-03-09T23:04:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-01T15:29:38.212+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Malaysian Drama</title><content type='html'>It's been all over the news about the Perak MBs but what interests me most is the dilemma over teaching maths and science in english. My personal opinion, stick with english. Now, you can't say I'm biased as I'm a Malay. Seriously, why are these people so paranoid over the fact that teaching maths and science in english is a 'treason' to the national language, Bahasa Melayu. I was born in a Malay environment and I can speak both Malay and English fluently. The government introduced the maths and science in english when I was in Form 1. You may say that my batch was the 'lab rats'. The group of people I know mostly can speak english fluently and had no problem with english but that's maybe due to the fact that most of them had parents who were well educated. Having said that, I am well aware that there are &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;MORE&lt;/span&gt; people who can't cope with the change. I think the government should make a special programme and select a number of teachers to really teach the students in english. From my personal experience, most of the time, the teacher can't speak english language fluently, leading to the fact that the cannot get the information over to the student's head. I think the policy should stay but the government should really do something with the quality of teaching of these two subjects.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ql8eyfWhCnI/SdHmPxBZDhI/AAAAAAAAAOw/A-AFqYkmukE/s1600-h/ppsmi-PinggirBahasaMelayu.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 226px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ql8eyfWhCnI/SdHmPxBZDhI/AAAAAAAAAOw/A-AFqYkmukE/s320/ppsmi-PinggirBahasaMelayu.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319285793432866322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhow, there is absolutely no need for &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;ANYONE&lt;/span&gt; to go make protests and act violently 'in the name of BM'. Think again, the reason the policy was first introduced was to help arrest the declining standards of the English language among students. It is true that the level of english here is declining fast. Only a handful can speak english fluently. So, the spm results has come out. Turned out that majority of the candidates answered in english. Hmm, still reverting back to BM? But the government still needs to improve the level of &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;TEACHING&lt;/span&gt; maths and science in english in order for the policy to work. PPSMI does not undermine the position of BM and it is after to ensure Malaysian's welfare in the future!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Sampai bila nak ambil jalan senang?? Life is full of challenges, so embrace the challenge!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7841238773737262816-8998048990313702044?l=ferrarazam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ferrarazam.blogspot.com/feeds/8998048990313702044/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7841238773737262816&amp;postID=8998048990313702044' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7841238773737262816/posts/default/8998048990313702044'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7841238773737262816/posts/default/8998048990313702044'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ferrarazam.blogspot.com/2009/03/malaysian-drama.html' title='Malaysian Drama'/><author><name>Farahz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14153876640958257609</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ql8eyfWhCnI/TBH9wZGmEOI/AAAAAAAAAZ4/gNVrBUkRRIo/S220/peace-on-earth-hands.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ql8eyfWhCnI/SdHmPxBZDhI/AAAAAAAAAOw/A-AFqYkmukE/s72-c/ppsmi-PinggirBahasaMelayu.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7841238773737262816.post-3300860383673128390</id><published>2009-03-05T00:14:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-18T21:29:50.978+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dont let our mind stop you from enjoying life!</title><content type='html'>That was what Mr Jason Mraz said during his concert &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(sort of, i think)&lt;/span&gt;. Sooo...to me, I find his concert very entertaining as it involves a lot of interaction between him and the fans. I think that's a very good concept for a concert as you can always listen to your artist singing in their album. Interacting, is something else. I really like Jason Mraz as a person. He is definitely the kind I would hang out with (and not because he's a famous artist!) His, spontaneous character, the sewel-ness(which would soo fit in with my group of friends), his laid back attitude and his randomness and most importanly, he's a grounded person...all of these traits you can find in my friends (Especially the ones in college hahaha). He's a cool guy, c'mon...how often can you find a guy THAT random? hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ql8eyfWhCnI/ScD2J25OGDI/AAAAAAAAANY/ufPteH3ptWo/s1600-h/Picture+039.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ql8eyfWhCnI/ScD2J25OGDI/AAAAAAAAANY/ufPteH3ptWo/s320/Picture+039.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314518209511954482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;look at his hands! haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ql8eyfWhCnI/ScD2KN-OpBI/AAAAAAAAANg/W8oSugjW6SM/s1600-h/Picture+037.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ql8eyfWhCnI/ScD2KN-OpBI/AAAAAAAAANg/W8oSugjW6SM/s320/Picture+037.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314518215706977298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;the crowd in the stadium&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back to the concert, i find him very laid back especially when he's wearing some sort of "pagoda" t-shirt to perform hahaha...but that's what makes him more interesting. He's &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;very expressive &lt;/span&gt;when he's performing and I wish I was in the standing zone. Anyway, I still like the remedy best! And his live version was awesome..very fun! And he played a few 'games'. Ohh, I like his bassist! Very cool guy, and his keyboardist is very handsome :P After the concert, we took some picture then made our way to the car. and thennn, we saw his bus! So, me, ira, shaf, kasud and razmi went to the bus and waited for him. There were not that many people there. We were standing right in front of the middle window. The bald saxophone guy came in first, shaf even tapped the window and ira showed him a msg asking where Jason is haha. When he finally came, as expected, he sits right in front of us!! hehe..and the musicians were taking pictures of us outside the window. So, felt glamorous for a while hahaha. Snap a close up picture of Jason! hehehe...So, the hot weather was worth it after all hahaha...So, Mr Cool, &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;cool concert!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ql8eyfWhCnI/ScD2JgHz_wI/AAAAAAAAANQ/I8gIHSgrDD8/s1600-h/Picture+101.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ql8eyfWhCnI/ScD2JgHz_wI/AAAAAAAAANQ/I8gIHSgrDD8/s320/Picture+101.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314518203399143170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;from his bus window. some idiot's phone blocked me. but i still like this pic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ql8eyfWhCnI/ScD2JqFdJBI/AAAAAAAAANI/q1z1sI9RKx0/s1600-h/Picture+071.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ql8eyfWhCnI/ScD2JqFdJBI/AAAAAAAAANI/q1z1sI9RKx0/s320/Picture+071.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314518206073611282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;my favourite shot of the night&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;*had to blog about this while i'm still excited! haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7841238773737262816-3300860383673128390?l=ferrarazam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ferrarazam.blogspot.com/feeds/3300860383673128390/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7841238773737262816&amp;postID=3300860383673128390' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7841238773737262816/posts/default/3300860383673128390'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7841238773737262816/posts/default/3300860383673128390'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ferrarazam.blogspot.com/2009/03/dont-let-our-mind-stop-you-from.html' title='Dont let our mind stop you from enjoying life!'/><author><name>Farahz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14153876640958257609</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ql8eyfWhCnI/TBH9wZGmEOI/AAAAAAAAAZ4/gNVrBUkRRIo/S220/peace-on-earth-hands.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ql8eyfWhCnI/ScD2J25OGDI/AAAAAAAAANY/ufPteH3ptWo/s72-c/Picture+039.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7841238773737262816.post-6022909166793198161</id><published>2009-03-04T14:32:00.011+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-28T01:19:19.751+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tickets and Flood</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;The mission was simple enough&lt;/span&gt;; buy tickets with Aneez at KLPac for Sunday's show. and it took me and Aneez almost more than 2 hours to get to KLPac from college!!! Here's the explanation...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the way out of Subang, we saw the dark clouds starting to form the sky...They even look like a tornado!! The contrast between the dark clouds and the normal sky was beautiful in an intimidating kind of way. I used Aneez's phone to snap a picture of it, but I think the picture wasn't so good. Nevermind, Apple took pictures of the tornado cloud too! Anyway, after a few minutes, the dark clouds covers the blue sky and bits of rain started to drop (it was intimidating). THEN, a few minutes later, it rained &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;VERYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYY&lt;/span&gt; heavily!! The visibility was &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;veryyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyy&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(need I put more emphasis on this? haha)&lt;/span&gt; low I could only see about one metre ahead of me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ql8eyfWhCnI/ScDrf8y9JiI/AAAAAAAAANA/s_WM77hIRCI/s1600-h/n648545084_6261440_7587215.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ql8eyfWhCnI/ScDrf8y9JiI/AAAAAAAAANA/s_WM77hIRCI/s400/n648545084_6261440_7587215.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314506494425507362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;the tempest&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We finally arrive at KLPac at about..well I can't remember but I think it was around 5.30. Aneez was about to send me to KL Sentral as usual. We saw a few cars making a u-turn in front of us and the traffic was &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;SUPERDUPER&lt;/span&gt; slow moving! &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(and im not exaggerating)&lt;/span&gt; We moved about...10 metres in half an hour?? When we finally got to the front, we found out why the cars had been making u-turns...it was &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;FLOODED!!&lt;/span&gt; And the roads were closed! Aneez had to drive through the water to make a u-turn.&lt;br /&gt;Back at Aneez's house, we were like, the play better be good! hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ql8eyfWhCnI/Sb9ql95hIbI/AAAAAAAAAMw/ugEdxd4iWw0/s1600-h/2someS2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 226px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ql8eyfWhCnI/Sb9ql95hIbI/AAAAAAAAAMw/ugEdxd4iWw0/s320/2someS2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314083285823988146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;the plays&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So the play was ok...we watched Ophelia and Life in the theatre...Ophelia was ok. Some vulgar scenes were included. I was just laughing at it.  The second one was better. it was funnier and easier to understand. As for Ophelia, it just takes a lot of effort to understand the lines...and as I'm doing too much of lit, I just couldn't be bothered to concentrate that much haha&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7841238773737262816-6022909166793198161?l=ferrarazam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ferrarazam.blogspot.com/feeds/6022909166793198161/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7841238773737262816&amp;postID=6022909166793198161' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7841238773737262816/posts/default/6022909166793198161'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7841238773737262816/posts/default/6022909166793198161'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ferrarazam.blogspot.com/2009/03/tickets-and-flood.html' title='Tickets and Flood'/><author><name>Farahz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14153876640958257609</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ql8eyfWhCnI/TBH9wZGmEOI/AAAAAAAAAZ4/gNVrBUkRRIo/S220/peace-on-earth-hands.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ql8eyfWhCnI/ScDrf8y9JiI/AAAAAAAAANA/s_WM77hIRCI/s72-c/n648545084_6261440_7587215.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7841238773737262816.post-8194340416873444518</id><published>2009-03-01T01:10:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-28T01:22:32.642+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Today in History</title><content type='html'>So! I don't normally blog about weddings but, Aunty Yana's wedding was just so sweet! I don't know..the whole concept was not that grand or anything. It was just simple but very sweet and memorable. I was touched when I saw Uncle Wiz telling the husband to take care of his only little sister. If I had a brother, I would want him to be like Uncle Wiz! hehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had a short conversation with Uncle Wiz. He asked me "hows school?" and then he looked a bit confused and realised that  I've finished school &lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;(the power of looking younger than you really are) &lt;/span&gt;haha. So he asked a bit about college and my plans &lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;(a lot of people have been asking me the same question today when I was at my school's sports day)&lt;/span&gt;. But I think he was the first one to point it out straight in my face, &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;"make sure you do something you like"&lt;/span&gt;. I think that's a pretty darn good advise! haha..SO, shall take more time to think on it. Still have about a year to think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;For now I'm leaning towards international relations&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7841238773737262816-8194340416873444518?l=ferrarazam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ferrarazam.blogspot.com/feeds/8194340416873444518/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7841238773737262816&amp;postID=8194340416873444518' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7841238773737262816/posts/default/8194340416873444518'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7841238773737262816/posts/default/8194340416873444518'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ferrarazam.blogspot.com/2009/03/today-in-history.html' title='Today in History'/><author><name>Farahz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14153876640958257609</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ql8eyfWhCnI/TBH9wZGmEOI/AAAAAAAAAZ4/gNVrBUkRRIo/S220/peace-on-earth-hands.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7841238773737262816.post-3529011428976437879</id><published>2009-02-27T18:22:00.015+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-27T20:47:13.342+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Good old mail posts!</title><content type='html'>Although......only &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Tasha&lt;/span&gt; is doing the mailing. hehe...shall do so when you're in Aussie :P Anyway, I got back from college yesterday when I suddenly saw a &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;BLUE&lt;/span&gt; envelope on the kitchen table, and immediately I knew it was from Tasha, my "hangin' out buddy"! Who else sends mail with &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;co&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204); font-weight: bold;"&gt;lo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;ur&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ful&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;envelopes? ;P At first I was a bit confused what was in the envelope, then I realised they're in the music note shape! I still dont know what it is, &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(paper clipper?)&lt;/span&gt; but I like it!! Music notes! haha...My sister told me to make it into a necklace, shall try that. Its prettyyy or shall I say...COOL???  hahahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ql8eyfWhCnI/SafMCZGVKxI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/6w2WFQz-dqw/s1600-h/DSCN6333.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ql8eyfWhCnI/SafMCZGVKxI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/6w2WFQz-dqw/s320/DSCN6333.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307435027348663058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;my music thing :P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;So, today, at the end of lit class, Apple suddenly took out this big envolope and starts giving out our postcards from Tasha. Mine says, &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;"A Day of Worry is more exhausting than a week of work"&lt;/span&gt;. Tasha told me to blog about it so...&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;TASHA, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;WHYYY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; IS MINE THE ONLY ONE IN THE &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204); font-weight: bold;"&gt;"MOTIVATIONAL"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; MODE???&lt;/span&gt; Are you trying to say something??? Shouldn't &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Aneez&lt;/span&gt; get the same kind too?? hahaha!! Unfortunately, your postcard came at the "perfect time" for Ms Anne. She was 'geram' with me because of my Kent essay, she even tried to pinch me hahaha... and when she saw your postcard she was like, "haa yes! she &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;HIT THE NAIL&lt;/span&gt;, make it your bookmark!". So, yes, your postcard did hit the nail. Will use it as my Lit bookmark as a reminder for me to not slack &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;too much&lt;/span&gt;. ;P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ql8eyfWhCnI/SafMJmJ-eAI/AAAAAAAAAMY/3xphwpSppyI/s1600-h/DSCN6341.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ql8eyfWhCnI/SafMJmJ-eAI/AAAAAAAAAMY/3xphwpSppyI/s400/DSCN6341.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307435151112697858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;my new bookmark hahaha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Thank you Tasha for your mails. We all miss you here in Subang!! Come back soonnn!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;-my English is getting rusty, I have no idea why! haihhh&lt;/span&gt;-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7841238773737262816-3529011428976437879?l=ferrarazam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ferrarazam.blogspot.com/feeds/3529011428976437879/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7841238773737262816&amp;postID=3529011428976437879' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7841238773737262816/posts/default/3529011428976437879'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7841238773737262816/posts/default/3529011428976437879'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ferrarazam.blogspot.com/2009/02/good-old-mail-posts.html' title='Good old mail posts!'/><author><name>Farahz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14153876640958257609</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ql8eyfWhCnI/TBH9wZGmEOI/AAAAAAAAAZ4/gNVrBUkRRIo/S220/peace-on-earth-hands.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ql8eyfWhCnI/SafMCZGVKxI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/6w2WFQz-dqw/s72-c/DSCN6333.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7841238773737262816.post-1206952883644444175</id><published>2009-02-20T08:50:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-22T10:13:07.907+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Elizabeth Wong</title><content type='html'>You may have heard in the news about the &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Elizabeth Wong&lt;/span&gt; whose nude pictures are circulating in the internet nowadays...&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;BUTTTTTTTTTTTTTT&lt;/span&gt; I'm not talking about THAT Elizabeth Wong. She does not have any nude pictures on the net. She &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;THINKS&lt;/span&gt; she's cool-er and awesome-r than me &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;(yeah right)&lt;/span&gt;. I'm quite surprised that this Elizabeth knows about the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;OTHER&lt;/span&gt; Elizabeth (the one in the news), since she doesn't read or watch the news. Apparently her mum is her newscaster hahaha. She's the &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;MANJA&lt;/span&gt; one in class, she sat on the floor throughout a literature lesson once in order to get the "experience" of being in the "stocks". She is also the &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;REBELLIOUS&lt;/span&gt; one in class, she boycotted her role as Lear the other day because Lear was supposed to be semi-insane in that scene. hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;She said I never talk about her in my blog so here it is, a post for why-oh-yew...Well, that's it. hahaha... You cannot undo what I typed Liz..live with it :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ql8eyfWhCnI/SZ6Q66WJ4VI/AAAAAAAAALg/ekf27pcvt-E/s1600-h/DSCN5826.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ql8eyfWhCnI/SZ6Q66WJ4VI/AAAAAAAAALg/ekf27pcvt-E/s320/DSCN5826.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304836752858014034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;the &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;"rebellious child"&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;tasha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;p/s: Happy Birthday to Tashaaaaaa...what were u shouting on the phone earlier anyway? None of us could understand your alien language hahaha :P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7841238773737262816-1206952883644444175?l=ferrarazam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ferrarazam.blogspot.com/feeds/1206952883644444175/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7841238773737262816&amp;postID=1206952883644444175' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7841238773737262816/posts/default/1206952883644444175'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7841238773737262816/posts/default/1206952883644444175'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ferrarazam.blogspot.com/2009/02/elizabeth-wong.html' title='Elizabeth Wong'/><author><name>Farahz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14153876640958257609</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ql8eyfWhCnI/TBH9wZGmEOI/AAAAAAAAAZ4/gNVrBUkRRIo/S220/peace-on-earth-hands.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ql8eyfWhCnI/SZ6Q66WJ4VI/AAAAAAAAALg/ekf27pcvt-E/s72-c/DSCN5826.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7841238773737262816.post-5331161773510348443</id><published>2009-02-09T22:59:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-14T14:22:04.704+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Music</title><content type='html'>Music has been part of my life since I was small. Until today, I dare say the thing I enjoy doing the most is performing. I can say right here right now, Im not a very good actress &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);font-size:78%;" &gt;(i can mimick people very well tho haha)&lt;/span&gt;..BUT...whenever it comes to anything musical, I find myself easily expressing myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grammy Awards was awesome!! Performances were awesomeee...especially  stevie wonder +JB and radiohead!! So glad I watched it. Now I feel very musical and all pumped up and excited by it hahaha...here are the some of the performances for u guys to enjoy the musical experience!! haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Radiohead&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-a711f097ce8c5979" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v21.nonxt4.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Da711f097ce8c5979%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331093240%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D301A8AB22E72CBF89F95A2C0B8D185D09DC2C576.3CEB62B9C53780235217E270E7A0D47B6CEBE5E5%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Da711f097ce8c5979%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D5waouyBiCz86cELTCS0Oaci0rew&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v21.nonxt4.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Da711f097ce8c5979%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331093240%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D301A8AB22E72CBF89F95A2C0B8D185D09DC2C576.3CEB62B9C53780235217E270E7A0D47B6CEBE5E5%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Da711f097ce8c5979%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D5waouyBiCz86cELTCS0Oaci0rew&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Awesome right?? :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7841238773737262816-5331161773510348443?l=ferrarazam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=a711f097ce8c5979&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ferrarazam.blogspot.com/feeds/5331161773510348443/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7841238773737262816&amp;postID=5331161773510348443' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7841238773737262816/posts/default/5331161773510348443'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7841238773737262816/posts/default/5331161773510348443'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ferrarazam.blogspot.com/2009/02/music.html' title='Music'/><author><name>Farahz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14153876640958257609</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ql8eyfWhCnI/TBH9wZGmEOI/AAAAAAAAAZ4/gNVrBUkRRIo/S220/peace-on-earth-hands.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7841238773737262816.post-5814304392710985988</id><published>2009-02-07T22:37:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-07T23:43:53.653+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Victory!!!</title><content type='html'>A hectic week. Simply because I did my lit work last minute hehe...&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;BUT&lt;/span&gt; I managed to finish it in time!! woohooo!! Now I can watch those dvds Aneez gave me :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ql8eyfWhCnI/SY2gon80tfI/AAAAAAAAALQ/gUYXB_nJiXM/s1600-h/ren-n-stimpy.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 304px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ql8eyfWhCnI/SY2gon80tfI/AAAAAAAAALQ/gUYXB_nJiXM/s320/ren-n-stimpy.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300068956264248818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7841238773737262816-5814304392710985988?l=ferrarazam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ferrarazam.blogspot.com/feeds/5814304392710985988/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7841238773737262816&amp;postID=5814304392710985988' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7841238773737262816/posts/default/5814304392710985988'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7841238773737262816/posts/default/5814304392710985988'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ferrarazam.blogspot.com/2009/02/hectic-week.html' title='Victory!!!'/><author><name>Farahz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14153876640958257609</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ql8eyfWhCnI/TBH9wZGmEOI/AAAAAAAAAZ4/gNVrBUkRRIo/S220/peace-on-earth-hands.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ql8eyfWhCnI/SY2gon80tfI/AAAAAAAAALQ/gUYXB_nJiXM/s72-c/ren-n-stimpy.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7841238773737262816.post-7813583891700395020</id><published>2009-01-31T19:44:00.011+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-31T20:54:45.893+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Zoo...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ql8eyfWhCnI/SYQ_K_rvevI/AAAAAAAAALI/8vuD6IY4ROs/s1600-h/DSCN6112.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ql8eyfWhCnI/SYQ_K_rvevI/AAAAAAAAALI/8vuD6IY4ROs/s320/DSCN6112.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297428519820688114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Ok, the last time I went to the zoo was when i was in Form 4 with my bandmates...haha...dont ask why! So, I randomly suggested to my friends to go to the zoo...they actually agreed and I actually got excited hahaha! So today, I went to the zoo with Shaf, Kasud, Dollah and his friend whom I dont know his name...was it..Didi? Idk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ql8eyfWhCnI/SYQ8xqX2sBI/AAAAAAAAAKo/Bqs7RGQQ4ho/s1600-h/DSCN6061.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ql8eyfWhCnI/SYQ8xqX2sBI/AAAAAAAAAKo/Bqs7RGQQ4ho/s320/DSCN6061.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297425885580144658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;poyo je gambar ni...haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Basically, I figured out that I cant really just stare at stuff for more than a few minutes haha. And Kasud was &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;VERY&lt;/span&gt; excited to see the bangaus haha &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(storks, i think)&lt;/span&gt;. Then came the elephants. It was stinky, smelled like Kasud. hahahaha. Dollah bought some sugar cane to feed one of the elephants. Heh, cuakk? :P  Oh, Dollah made all the wrong noise for each animals...exp: calling the &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51); font-weight: bold;"&gt;giraffes with "miaow"&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;the lions with "woof"&lt;/span&gt; haha! So basically I saw a lot of animals today and it was fun :) It was even more fun to see my friends acting like a bunch of monkeys hahaha. The Tunku Abd Rahman aquarium is &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;FINALLY&lt;/span&gt; open! I think it needs more big fish! haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ql8eyfWhCnI/SYQ-39GkmRI/AAAAAAAAALA/Fgs2N8ibUXI/s1600-h/DSCN6069.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ql8eyfWhCnI/SYQ-39GkmRI/AAAAAAAAALA/Fgs2N8ibUXI/s320/DSCN6069.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297428192710400274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;suspense....haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ql8eyfWhCnI/SYQ-hoM6I2I/AAAAAAAAAK4/EqPtUkMX-18/s1600-h/DSCN6140.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ql8eyfWhCnI/SYQ-hoM6I2I/AAAAAAAAAK4/EqPtUkMX-18/s320/DSCN6140.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297427809142711138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 0);"&gt;see what I mean? hehe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;After that we hanged out at Setiawangsa. We talked about, &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt;LANGUAGES&lt;/span&gt; hahahaha...english, arab, bm...interesting topic to discuss by a bunch of teenagers huh? It would've been more interesting if Fawn was there though. I'm pretty sure there'd be a debate going on between her and Dollah haha! So, on the way back, I was wondering off as usual in the car when suddenly Dollah asked about the road. Heh, I confusedt it with the &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;OTHER&lt;/span&gt; fly-over and he followed what I said haha. We ended up going all the way to the Tesco area to make a u-turn. Sorry..hehe...Then i banged my head on my way out of the car..clumsy clumsy hahha..So yeah, there's my day. Time to do my literature now that I've updated my blog! haha&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7841238773737262816-7813583891700395020?l=ferrarazam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ferrarazam.blogspot.com/feeds/7813583891700395020/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7841238773737262816&amp;postID=7813583891700395020' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7841238773737262816/posts/default/7813583891700395020'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7841238773737262816/posts/default/7813583891700395020'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ferrarazam.blogspot.com/2009/01/zoo.html' title='Zoo...'/><author><name>Farahz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14153876640958257609</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ql8eyfWhCnI/TBH9wZGmEOI/AAAAAAAAAZ4/gNVrBUkRRIo/S220/peace-on-earth-hands.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ql8eyfWhCnI/SYQ_K_rvevI/AAAAAAAAALI/8vuD6IY4ROs/s72-c/DSCN6112.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7841238773737262816.post-2673707422205553140</id><published>2009-01-30T19:31:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-21T22:09:38.465+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tee.Bee</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ql8eyfWhCnI/SYQ33DSgPmI/AAAAAAAAAKY/eo6GD2_ilHY/s1600-h/DSCN5820.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ql8eyfWhCnI/SYQ33DSgPmI/AAAAAAAAAKY/eo6GD2_ilHY/s400/DSCN5820.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297420480609795682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;typical random shot of Tasha hahaha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This girlll is leaving all of us at Subang to continue her studies in Perth, Australia. Her major is making &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 0);"&gt;LAME JOKES&lt;/span&gt;, she likes to laugh, n very random haha. Its amazing how much alike me n her are. Whats even more amazing is how close we got to each other in just 6 months.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ql8eyfWhCnI/SYQ25zkwDfI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/rwTO15h-RR4/s1600-h/DSCN5871.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ql8eyfWhCnI/SYQ25zkwDfI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/rwTO15h-RR4/s320/DSCN5871.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297419428419341810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, we did a farewell for her on wednesday. Most of the class was there. Heh, we got most of the people to sign her big card during econs. Ms R was cool enough to let us do it. She's becoming more n more nice at the days pass haha. It was just a simple lunch thing, but I'm glad T.B liked it :) Ms Anne happened to pass by Feed and Flirt during it and she gave Tasha the goodbye hug. Awww...hahaha...did anyone else heard Deepa screaming when this happened? do tell me if u do! hahahaahaha :P &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-size:78%;" &gt;(cant help it Deepa)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ql8eyfWhCnI/SYQ3K1lXEfI/AAAAAAAAAKA/GQKfbQ1NHhk/s1600-h/DSCN5908.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ql8eyfWhCnI/SYQ3K1lXEfI/AAAAAAAAAKA/GQKfbQ1NHhk/s320/DSCN5908.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297419721016545778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, the next day, we had our last Thursday Gang session with Tasha... the whole week, we've been calling up Tasha everytime we have a break. So, her days are mostly for us hehe...We were supposed to go to Swensen's earlier but got into the whole ECA Day mood haha. I made a new friend who's 6'5"..i look like a dwarf beside him haha! Capoeira was nice. Syok gile...they danced with their soul. We had a good time at Swensen's..all of us had our familiar random moments and conversations. Icecream was niceee haha. On Friday, the day Tasha left, me and Aneez and Deepa hang out with Chester while waiting for Tasha. Me, Aneez and Chester waited until Tasha's taxi came. Then it was goodbye....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ql8eyfWhCnI/SYQ3tOH2RwI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/K9kCtzSsPT4/s1600-h/DSCN5869.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ql8eyfWhCnI/SYQ3tOH2RwI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/K9kCtzSsPT4/s320/DSCN5869.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297420311719200514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To Tasha,&lt;br /&gt;I know u'll be happy there but we'll miss u here in KL. I'm grateful of the time we had together.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7841238773737262816-2673707422205553140?l=ferrarazam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ferrarazam.blogspot.com/feeds/2673707422205553140/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7841238773737262816&amp;postID=2673707422205553140' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7841238773737262816/posts/default/2673707422205553140'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7841238773737262816/posts/default/2673707422205553140'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ferrarazam.blogspot.com/2009/01/typical-random-shot-of-tasha-hahaha.html' title='Tee.Bee'/><author><name>Farahz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14153876640958257609</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ql8eyfWhCnI/TBH9wZGmEOI/AAAAAAAAAZ4/gNVrBUkRRIo/S220/peace-on-earth-hands.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ql8eyfWhCnI/SYQ33DSgPmI/AAAAAAAAAKY/eo6GD2_ilHY/s72-c/DSCN5820.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7841238773737262816.post-6328030264231963161</id><published>2009-01-28T11:20:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-01T13:25:21.694+08:00</updated><title type='text'>JOJO tagged me.....</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Rules: Once you've been tagged, you are supposed to write a note with 20 random things, facts, habits or goals about you. At the end choose 20 people to be tagged. You have to tag the person who tagged you! *why jojo, whyyy???* hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.  im not as quiet or as loud as people think i am&lt;br /&gt;2.  i absent-mindedly put more effort into anything artistic &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(its a reflex :P)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3.  i want to further studies in UK&lt;br /&gt;4. i want to go to the italian gp&lt;br /&gt;5.  fortunate enough to meet genuine friends throughout my life&lt;br /&gt;6.  i am still indecisive with what i want to do in future....&lt;br /&gt;7.  i prefer writing to talking&lt;br /&gt;8.  very quiet among the people i dont know well&lt;br /&gt;9.  i should be doing my lit than doing this hahaha&lt;br /&gt;10. im selectively stubborn and ignorant on stuffs hahaha&lt;br /&gt;11. i was labelled as "political" by my classmates&lt;br /&gt;12. i can play the trumpet&lt;br /&gt;13. i have a junior blackbelt in taekwondo. &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(need to upgrade it to full black!!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. i go online A LOT&lt;br /&gt;15. im pretty observant. i just choose to not say anything most of the time&lt;br /&gt;16. i drink a lot of mineral water&lt;br /&gt;17. sometimes i eat a lot, sometimes i only eat half of my meal haha&lt;br /&gt;18. i actually like going to college&lt;br /&gt;19. i travel back and forth to college haha&lt;br /&gt;20. i hv an awesome class!! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me tags... shaf, fawn, kasud, rabbit &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(u hv ms blog! hehe)&lt;/span&gt;, didy, tino, dequeen, faz, jojo, apple, tasha, aneez..and sape2 je lah lagi! haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7841238773737262816-6328030264231963161?l=ferrarazam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ferrarazam.blogspot.com/feeds/6328030264231963161/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7841238773737262816&amp;postID=6328030264231963161' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7841238773737262816/posts/default/6328030264231963161'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7841238773737262816/posts/default/6328030264231963161'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ferrarazam.blogspot.com/2009/01/jojo-tagged-me.html' title='JOJO tagged me.....'/><author><name>Farahz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14153876640958257609</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ql8eyfWhCnI/TBH9wZGmEOI/AAAAAAAAAZ4/gNVrBUkRRIo/S220/peace-on-earth-hands.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7841238773737262816.post-8644175244839898917</id><published>2009-01-22T21:08:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-31T19:14:05.346+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Packed!</title><content type='html'>This week is one of the rare weekends that im busy. yes, i usually hv a lifeless weekend"&lt;br /&gt;we had apple's birthday and tasha's farewell this week. and i was all over the place haha. The week started with KLPac open day. Me, Tasha and Apple and &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;MUCH&lt;/span&gt; later on...Deepa, went to KLPac. We were supposed to celebrate Apple's birthday at the japanese restaurant there. but since there so few of us, we decided to go to &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;PLAN B!&lt;/span&gt; hahaha..smart us eh tasha? hahaha...lucky tasha's there, if not i would've had to walk around with the big cake under the &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;super-hot sun!&lt;/span&gt; We had our photo taken by a professional there and me n tasha posed for some urm i dont kno what its called haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ql8eyfWhCnI/SYQvYQAOn6I/AAAAAAAAAJQ/r1-o3LWAzEY/s1600-h/the+tourist.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ql8eyfWhCnI/SYQvYQAOn6I/AAAAAAAAAJQ/r1-o3LWAzEY/s200/the+tourist.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297411155353837474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ql8eyfWhCnI/SYQvYs9diiI/AAAAAAAAAJY/F2k5L2bbeF8/s1600-h/deepa%27s+bollywood.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ql8eyfWhCnI/SYQvYs9diiI/AAAAAAAAAJY/F2k5L2bbeF8/s200/deepa%27s+bollywood.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297411163126860322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;the tourist and the bollywood wannabes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To make the long story short, we celebrated Apple's birthday the next day at As You Like It. Tasha was supposed to take the cake from me in the morning, but since she had matters to attend to, I put it in the college's cafe fridge :D We managed to get rid of Apple for a while and we scrambled to sign the card, get the candles &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(aneez lost it haha)&lt;/span&gt;. but it still wasnt enough! But, in the end, we managed to make "the fruit"/"the tourist"  surprised and happy haha. 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Lucky Tasha and me wear the same size, so I just borrowed her tshirt&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt; (which I still have since she said keep it at my house in case shes coming over haha)&lt;/span&gt;. Me and Aneez went to buy Tasha's gigantic card while she and Upleh paid some bills at Carrefour. hehe.. Then we went to buy me some tshirts (one is actually for Tasha). Tasha basically picked her own tshirt hahahaha smart right Tasha?? haha..and I conveniently left my econs book with my pictures, and AS Exam form at Subang Parade hahaha..lucky I had Tasha and Apple pick it up for me the next day :D Thank you! THEN, we went to Tasha's farewell with her "Sarawakies" as Apple put it. It was nice, and the most fun part is watching people fighting with each other to get the chicken wings hahahaha. I must say, Jason was...hospitable. hahhaa..and Tim is the male version of Apple haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ql8eyfWhCnI/SYQwcQ6zX0I/AAAAAAAAAJo/Pgjud6qLlt0/s1600-h/DSCN5862.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ql8eyfWhCnI/SYQwcQ6zX0I/AAAAAAAAAJo/Pgjud6qLlt0/s320/DSCN5862.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297412323830619970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;us with the &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;"Sarawakies"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tasha bought some kid's game at 7-Eleven before going up to Apple's apartment. I forgot to take a picture of it haha. I bet I can beat Apple any time at it haha! Tasha secretly put it in Apple's bedroom. SO, its still there. Bring it to college Apple! haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-end of part 1-&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt; a lot huh to write about?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7841238773737262816-8644175244839898917?l=ferrarazam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ferrarazam.blogspot.com/feeds/8644175244839898917/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7841238773737262816&amp;postID=8644175244839898917' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7841238773737262816/posts/default/8644175244839898917'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7841238773737262816/posts/default/8644175244839898917'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ferrarazam.blogspot.com/2009/01/packed.html' title='Packed!'/><author><name>Farahz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14153876640958257609</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ql8eyfWhCnI/TBH9wZGmEOI/AAAAAAAAAZ4/gNVrBUkRRIo/S220/peace-on-earth-hands.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ql8eyfWhCnI/SYQvYQAOn6I/AAAAAAAAAJQ/r1-o3LWAzEY/s72-c/the+tourist.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7841238773737262816.post-3249227287599236389</id><published>2009-01-10T11:02:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-18T02:05:44.287+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Get set, go!</title><content type='html'>SO!! College started. I'm pretty sure I'll feel the torture of A Levels this semester but, BRING IT ON!! haha...at least that's how I feel about it right now. It's good to see my college mates again! Sadly though, Matthew aka Sissy Girl changed class. No more girl-beating Matthew hahaha...the 'extra-girl' whenever we did some random girl-kiddies activity hahahaha. I had been labelled as political by Liz. I am NOT!  Our new econs teacher is quite scary haha. but I can see that she's slowly getting nicer to us hahaha. Honestly, I'm glad that I chose Taylor's. College has been awesome so far ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyhow, I met sir rajendran and his wife, teacher alice today. they were my taekwondo instructors when i was in primary school. it was nice that they actually remember me. hehe...especially teacher alice. sir looks as good as ever! he doesnt seem to age! haha. These are the people who helped shaping me into who i am today. The disciplines, the commitment, and the fun times too. The last time I had training was in 2003, which was AGES ago. I stopped when i was in my poom belt (red-black). Its actually a black belt certificate just tht I had to wait until I was 15 till I get the black one. So, now, 6 yrs later, still havent converted my poom belt to black belt haha. Both of them encouraged me to convert my poom belt. Finish off the course. Its ONE bloody step away. But, yeah, i dont know yet. i shall put tht in my dreams list.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sad news, Tasha's moving :( but I wanna enjoy the last few days with her as my college mate! SO, will get back on this matter later! I'll blog about my busy weekend soon! =D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7841238773737262816-3249227287599236389?l=ferrarazam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ferrarazam.blogspot.com/feeds/3249227287599236389/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7841238773737262816&amp;postID=3249227287599236389' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7841238773737262816/posts/default/3249227287599236389'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7841238773737262816/posts/default/3249227287599236389'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ferrarazam.blogspot.com/2009/01/so-college-started.html' title='Get set, go!'/><author><name>Farahz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14153876640958257609</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ql8eyfWhCnI/TBH9wZGmEOI/AAAAAAAAAZ4/gNVrBUkRRIo/S220/peace-on-earth-hands.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7841238773737262816.post-2207556374012149732</id><published>2009-01-04T21:43:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-04T23:20:51.328+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='the world'/><title type='text'>A Reflection</title><content type='html'>I just came back from watching &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;"The Day the Earth Stood Still"&lt;/span&gt;. I don't usually write about movies at all but, here's my interpretation of the movie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ql8eyfWhCnI/SWDPssfJzyI/AAAAAAAAAJI/h5xHqqrXkGw/s1600-h/11585largetw3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 224px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ql8eyfWhCnI/SWDPssfJzyI/AAAAAAAAAJI/h5xHqqrXkGw/s320/11585largetw3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287454329295982370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To me, it reflects the current situation of the world. It shows how the "big guns" of the world refuses to listen to anyone else. Exactly the thing that America and Israel are doing. Israel are acting as if they are &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51); font-weight: bold;"&gt;ABOVE THE LAW&lt;/span&gt; just because they have USA as their ally. They had ignored UN's and the rest of the world's call to ceasefire. Is this their way of plotting their revenge towards Hitler?? &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;A re-enactment of the holocaust??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;It wasn't even a Muslim who did that to them. USA too had apparently turned a blind eye towards the humanitarian crisis in Gaza. Instead of intervening &lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;(which I'm sure they can)&lt;/span&gt;, they support Israel's ruthless attacks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, in the movie, the aliens came to rescue planet Earth by planning to wipe out the human population, and the human race was helpless against it. It reminds us that &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;THERE IS&lt;/span&gt; a greater power in the world. One that no one can fight against. The movie also demonstrates how the human race is selfish. How they damaged the world and only at the brink of a disaster that they realised their mistake and try to change. I think it's a good movie as it reminds us that no matter how big you think you are, there is always something that is bigger than us and beyond our control. I just hope that people &lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;(mainly Israelis and whoever's in a war)&lt;/span&gt; will quickly realise that war is &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;NOT&lt;/span&gt; a way to settle things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:78%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know that I've been writing a lot of world conflicts, but I can't help it. I hate politics but I do care about the world ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7841238773737262816-2207556374012149732?l=ferrarazam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ferrarazam.blogspot.com/feeds/2207556374012149732/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7841238773737262816&amp;postID=2207556374012149732' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7841238773737262816/posts/default/2207556374012149732'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7841238773737262816/posts/default/2207556374012149732'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ferrarazam.blogspot.com/2009/01/reflection.html' title='A Reflection'/><author><name>Farahz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14153876640958257609</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ql8eyfWhCnI/TBH9wZGmEOI/AAAAAAAAAZ4/gNVrBUkRRIo/S220/peace-on-earth-hands.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ql8eyfWhCnI/SWDPssfJzyI/AAAAAAAAAJI/h5xHqqrXkGw/s72-c/11585largetw3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7841238773737262816.post-2168491449497304853</id><published>2009-01-03T11:21:00.030+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-06T15:41:57.764+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='the world'/><title type='text'>Gaza Attack</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ql8eyfWhCnI/SV74n-B7FQI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/LGS0IDa_SXI/s1600-h/1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 192px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ql8eyfWhCnI/SV74n-B7FQI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/LGS0IDa_SXI/s400/1.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286936378129192194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2009's New Year's celebration was celebrated festively throughout the world. People around the world braved the cold, the rain, and forget their worries about the economic meltdown in order to celebrate it. However, there is also a reminder of the darker things happening in the world. Several Arab countries had called off their New Year's celebration in order to show respect to their fellow Islamic country, Palestine who is still right now being attack by Israel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ql8eyfWhCnI/SV747mPJMSI/AAAAAAAAAIY/SzF8J73yks0/s1600-h/2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 289px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ql8eyfWhCnI/SV747mPJMSI/AAAAAAAAAIY/SzF8J73yks0/s320/2.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286936715339575586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Israel's ruthless attacks on Gaza now enters the second week. I personally think, Robert Serry, the UN envoy for the Middle East, hit the nail, &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;"the future of the peace talks and of the regional peace process has been trapped between the irresponsibility of the Hamas attacks and the excessiveness of the Israeli response,"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt; Israel's claim to 'protect' themselves from Hamas is a lot of &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;BS&lt;/span&gt;. First of all, the people in Gaza are acting in an act of self-defense. They practically have been blocked from the rest of the world. The blockade leads to the starvation and in need of medical supplies. Israel wouldn't even cease fire for 48 hours in order to let in the food and medical supplies for the people in Gaza. They claimed that if they do, it would allow the Hamas men to reorganise. So, in order to stop &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;HAMAS&lt;/span&gt;, they are willing to let the &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;WHOLE &lt;/span&gt;of Gaza with &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;INNOCENT&lt;/span&gt; people to die of starvation?? It is true that Hamas had launched some attacks to Israel, but is there a need to kill the civilians too? &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;As of writing, at least 424 people have been killed and the civilian death toll is at least 25%. &lt;/span&gt;Now theres a report saying that the Zionist army attacked a mosque while the muslims were &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;praying&lt;/span&gt;. Wheres the respect for that??? And u can &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;DENY&lt;/span&gt; that Gaza is suffering a humanitarian crisis???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ql8eyfWhCnI/SV71iaERaXI/AAAAAAAAAII/le1_vggnPZg/s1600-h/2321185353_b3aaa9245c.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 158px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ql8eyfWhCnI/SV71iaERaXI/AAAAAAAAAII/le1_vggnPZg/s200/2321185353_b3aaa9245c.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286932984041138546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;America's current President, G. W. Bush, unsurprisingly, blames Hamas for the Gaza conflict, accusing militants of &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;"waging a campaign of violence against Israel with little regard for its people.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt; Well, how about Israel then? They are doing &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51); font-weight: bold;"&gt;EXACTLY &lt;/span&gt;the same thing to Gaza, only on a much &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;larger scale&lt;/span&gt;. But, that's ok isn't it? As Israel is the ally and Muslims are always the terrorists. USA, who has the power to put this to an end or at least make &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;SOME&lt;/span&gt; changes, is only sitting comfortably on their chairs, cheering on their fellow Zionists ally. Don't mind all the innocent people killed, this is for 'peace'.  UN and the rest of the world has condemned Israel and called for Israel to stop these heartless attacks but apparently USA has become blind as they are saying OK to Israel's vindictive act. After all, the killing ratio is 'only' &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204); font-weight: bold;"&gt;100 to 1&lt;/span&gt;. So much for U.S.A's policies of &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204); font-weight: bold;"&gt;PEACE&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;DEMOCRACY&lt;/span&gt;. Even Britain, USA's close ally, has called for a ceasefire. Barack Hussein Obama will be the President soon, and he has the world economic meltdown, global warming, and now the Israel-Palestine conflict &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;and all the other world conflicts&lt;/span&gt; on his plate. Let's just hope he can find a way to at least ease the tension between Palestine and Israel. It's not going to be easy as Palestine does not recognise the existence of Israel since they had taken over a part of Palestine's territory by force.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*an insider's point of view from Israel, &lt;a href="http://rantingsbymm.blogspot.com/2009/01/voice-from-israel.html"&gt;http://rantingsbymm.blogspot.com/2009/01/voice-from-israel.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ql8eyfWhCnI/SV75NXcONAI/AAAAAAAAAIg/myVa-p_T96k/s1600-h/3.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 299px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ql8eyfWhCnI/SV75NXcONAI/AAAAAAAAAIg/myVa-p_T96k/s320/3.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286937020605543426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ql8eyfWhCnI/SV75NoPaZVI/AAAAAAAAAIo/8pXXVmK9dRE/s1600-h/4.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 148px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ql8eyfWhCnI/SV75NoPaZVI/AAAAAAAAAIo/8pXXVmK9dRE/s320/4.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286937025115219282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Not a pretty sight eh? As I am writing this post, it starts to rain outside. Perhaps, the world is also crying over the cruel attacks happening in Gaza. &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Peace&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:78%;" &gt;a gloomy start. i know...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7841238773737262816-2168491449497304853?l=ferrarazam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ferrarazam.blogspot.com/feeds/2168491449497304853/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7841238773737262816&amp;postID=2168491449497304853' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7841238773737262816/posts/default/2168491449497304853'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7841238773737262816/posts/default/2168491449497304853'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ferrarazam.blogspot.com/2009/01/gaza-attack.html' title='Gaza Attack'/><author><name>Farahz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14153876640958257609</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ql8eyfWhCnI/TBH9wZGmEOI/AAAAAAAAAZ4/gNVrBUkRRIo/S220/peace-on-earth-hands.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ql8eyfWhCnI/SV74n-B7FQI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/LGS0IDa_SXI/s72-c/1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7841238773737262816.post-749680909440564479</id><published>2008-12-22T12:39:00.036+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-29T19:32:07.746+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Epilogue - 2008</title><content type='html'>2008 is coming to an end. So, typically, I would like to summarise my year. &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I didn't realise new year would come so soon. haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My 1st half of 2008 consists of basically doing nothing for 6 months &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;(apart from the constant bugger of SPM results and deciding which college to go to)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. So, this year, I had fun spending time with my friends, holding on to our high school memories tightly. I had never been keen on changes in my life, BUT I do adapt well to change ;) I spent literally everyday with my friends, we had fun celebrating birthdays and all. My personal favourite is of course, my own birthday hahaha :P I still cant believe HOWWWW you guys &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;(u know who u are, don't act innocent!!)&lt;/span&gt; talked me into riding that horrible horrible thing!! &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;LUCKY&lt;/span&gt; we had the 15mins ride eh? hahaha... but I had fun :) Oh yeah, and thanks to &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;DIDY&lt;/span&gt; for being my P.A during that one day at Pavilion haha :P &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;and mr santa just adds those few extra highlights in my year ;)&lt;/span&gt; Not forgetting, after 5 years of knowing almost nothing about my primary school friends, I finally had the chance to meet them again during the reunion!! Gee, we grew up! haha...Thanks to the committee for arranging it. I really missed u guys. Too bad none of the teachers can make it though :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ql8eyfWhCnI/SVSNubwzUwI/AAAAAAAAAFw/USGSWglEOOg/s1600-h/l_c86f931ff127092c99543c9639deebee.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ql8eyfWhCnI/SVSNubwzUwI/AAAAAAAAAFw/USGSWglEOOg/s320/l_c86f931ff127092c99543c9639deebee.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284004091678380802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;childhood friends&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ql8eyfWhCnI/SVi0jTWze3I/AAAAAAAAAH4/vrDClagwsi8/s1600-h/heroes.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ql8eyfWhCnI/SVi0jTWze3I/AAAAAAAAAH4/vrDClagwsi8/s320/heroes.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285172681303620466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ql8eyfWhCnI/SVi0poNLzEI/AAAAAAAAAIA/tWV8IIxDbkM/s1600-h/untitled.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 204px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ql8eyfWhCnI/SVi0poNLzEI/AAAAAAAAAIA/tWV8IIxDbkM/s400/untitled.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285172789979630658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;the people who I cannot live without :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Then it was nearly time for college to start. I think that last hang out at Old Town was the last real hang out I had with the sengalians. So,hmmm... reunion?? hahaha... College was something I was quite looking forward to due to the extreme boredom I had since late April haha. On the downside, starting college requires me to make new friends in a completely unfamiliar environment again, repeating the process I had to go through 5 years ago when I entered CBN. Orientation was &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;s-u-p-e-r-a-w-k-w-a-r-d.&lt;/span&gt; but somehow, by the miracles of Liz being high on caffein on the 2nd day, we &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;CLICKED!&lt;/span&gt; hahaha...I would always remember that first class I had with you guys and how Ms Anne tried to scare us out of lit. &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;didn't really work :P&lt;/span&gt; hahaha...so, 5 months came and gone in the blink of an eye and now, I get along so well with my classmates I hate the fact that we only have 11 more months together before being thrown into the unfamiliar world again. Anyway, this time, I am actually having fun while studying ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ql8eyfWhCnI/SVSOlZaaL-I/AAAAAAAAAGA/Hlb_HCuVJGQ/s1600-h/l_cb4ff8ceb9b34629afd75a562efcb640.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ql8eyfWhCnI/SVSOlZaaL-I/AAAAAAAAAGA/Hlb_HCuVJGQ/s320/l_cb4ff8ceb9b34629afd75a562efcb640.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284005035940392930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ql8eyfWhCnI/SVSZhtaANII/AAAAAAAAAHo/22RadIboJJE/s1600-h/013.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ql8eyfWhCnI/SVSZhtaANII/AAAAAAAAAHo/22RadIboJJE/s320/013.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284017067215828098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ql8eyfWhCnI/SVSOlIa4uJI/AAAAAAAAAF4/Qrfsb6Veclg/s1600-h/DSCN4828.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ql8eyfWhCnI/SVSOlIa4uJI/AAAAAAAAAF4/Qrfsb6Veclg/s320/DSCN4828.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284005031378991250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friends are starting to spread throughout the world as they continue their studies. To &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Hanna in Melbourne&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Zafirah &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;toto&lt;/span&gt; in Egypt&lt;/span&gt;, good luck and come back soon!! 2008 has been a wonderful year. I had time to relax, spend more time with the ones close to me, I made great new friends and did things I never thought I would &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(go figure what are these haha)&lt;/span&gt;. So, time to gear up for the new year. I'll be facing &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;major exams&lt;/span&gt; in 2009 so, wish me luck people! I don't want to be stuck studying in Malaysia :( &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;SO&lt;/span&gt;, no new year's resolutions as I know I won't keep it hehe..but I have my dreams to keep me motivated ;) &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204); font-weight: bold;"&gt;HAPPY NEW YEAR EVERYONE!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;P/s: Has nothing to do with my year but, I suddenly miss all the good times I had during the music camps. Imase san, Ota san, En. Ramlan &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;well, he was nice to us! :P&lt;/span&gt;, En Rosdan and all the friends I made during the camp, hope we can meet again in the future!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ql8eyfWhCnI/SVSdsYExPpI/AAAAAAAAAHw/iMzecXEBZS8/s1600-h/horay.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 120px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ql8eyfWhCnI/SVSdsYExPpI/AAAAAAAAAHw/iMzecXEBZS8/s320/horay.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284021648514694802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7841238773737262816-749680909440564479?l=ferrarazam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ferrarazam.blogspot.com/feeds/749680909440564479/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7841238773737262816&amp;postID=749680909440564479' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7841238773737262816/posts/default/749680909440564479'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7841238773737262816/posts/default/749680909440564479'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ferrarazam.blogspot.com/2008/12/epilogue-2008.html' title='Epilogue - 2008'/><author><name>Farahz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14153876640958257609</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ql8eyfWhCnI/TBH9wZGmEOI/AAAAAAAAAZ4/gNVrBUkRRIo/S220/peace-on-earth-hands.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ql8eyfWhCnI/SVSNubwzUwI/AAAAAAAAAFw/USGSWglEOOg/s72-c/l_c86f931ff127092c99543c9639deebee.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7841238773737262816.post-3687749160016963342</id><published>2008-12-16T21:01:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-16T22:45:33.857+08:00</updated><title type='text'>without hope, u are nothing</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I just want to share this. its a video of the song I mentioned earlier with quotes related to dreams.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/JyOCBfgbKnY&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/JyOCBfgbKnY&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7841238773737262816-3687749160016963342?l=ferrarazam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ferrarazam.blogspot.com/feeds/3687749160016963342/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7841238773737262816&amp;postID=3687749160016963342' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7841238773737262816/posts/default/3687749160016963342'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7841238773737262816/posts/default/3687749160016963342'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ferrarazam.blogspot.com/2008/12/without-hope-u-are-nothing.html' title='without hope, u are nothing'/><author><name>Farahz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14153876640958257609</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ql8eyfWhCnI/TBH9wZGmEOI/AAAAAAAAAZ4/gNVrBUkRRIo/S220/peace-on-earth-hands.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7841238773737262816.post-1252637157641941375</id><published>2008-12-16T00:38:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-16T13:39:28.961+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dreams</title><content type='html'>My mum was listening to Celine Dion in the car the other day. She's a great singer, don't get me wrong. But her songs are not exactly the kind you would want to hear on a long ride back to KL haha. Then, this no.9 track was played. It was called &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204); font-weight: bold;"&gt;"The Power of the Dream"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. The best song I've heard so far. It is now officially my favourite song!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The word &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;'dream'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; itself had caught my attention as I am searching for my own dream right now &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(or maybe due to the fact that I read "the last lecture" recently :P)&lt;/span&gt;. That word was repeatedly used by Randy Pausch in his book and his 'last lecture' &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(see what I mean?)&lt;/span&gt;, and is closely related to Obama's campaign of &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;'hope and change'&lt;/span&gt;. I must say, it is a very good word. It enables each person in the planet Earth to believe that we &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;CAN&lt;/span&gt; achieve a better world, and that there is every possibility to everything if you work hard enough. I mean, who would've thought that that communicator thing on star trek would actually become a reality? Nowadays, almost everybody has a mobile phone. So, who says we can't dream big?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even though I do not know what I want to do in life just yet, here are a few of &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;MY&lt;/span&gt; own dreams to keep myself motivated. &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;who knows it'll lead me to my future&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;go to an Italian F1 GP (an absolutely fantastic atmosphere for a&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt; tifosi &lt;/span&gt;like me =D)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;meet Michael Schumacher &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;or at least take a picture with him. he had always been an idol of mine ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;further my studies in UK&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;do something with the &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;UN&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;helping a few people would be nice i guess&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;figure out what I want to do haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;Ok, that last one doesn't really count :P I got 4 out of my head so far, and I think there's a few more inside my head. I'll add it into the list if I remember.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);font-size:78%;" &gt;Dream Big, there's nothing to loose ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7841238773737262816-1252637157641941375?l=ferrarazam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ferrarazam.blogspot.com/feeds/1252637157641941375/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7841238773737262816&amp;postID=1252637157641941375' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7841238773737262816/posts/default/1252637157641941375'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7841238773737262816/posts/default/1252637157641941375'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ferrarazam.blogspot.com/2008/12/my-mum-was-listening-to-celine-dion-in.html' title='Dreams'/><author><name>Farahz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14153876640958257609</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ql8eyfWhCnI/TBH9wZGmEOI/AAAAAAAAAZ4/gNVrBUkRRIo/S220/peace-on-earth-hands.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7841238773737262816.post-3881776475558696915</id><published>2008-12-05T19:41:00.022+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-05T22:03:53.569+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hello again world!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ql8eyfWhCnI/STkaodgUK6I/AAAAAAAAAFQ/50DJbje1QGs/s1600-h/079.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ql8eyfWhCnI/STkaodgUK6I/AAAAAAAAAFQ/50DJbje1QGs/s400/079.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276277720858504098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51); font-weight: bold;"&gt;This is our motto for lit haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;WELLLLLL.....I AM BACK!! &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;not to say that I'm a regular blogger, but...&lt;/span&gt;i had finished my 1st sem exam this morning and its kind of alarming how 5 months had passed by sooooooooooooooooo fast. along the way, i had met so many friends and bonded closely with some. amazing how u can find someone who has almost the similar life story as yours haha. ANYWAYSSS, i am here, sharing my random thoughts with whoever is reading my blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The last few weeks of college has been absolutely fabulous!! &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);font-size:78%;" &gt;*i feel very formal using that last word*&lt;/span&gt; Even though the exam was just around the corner, my classmates never seem to run out of random moments haha. &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-size:78%;" &gt;YES, INCLUDING YOU UPLEH!&lt;/span&gt; Me and Tasha were taught how to *hang out* by Ms Anne, our lunch sessions are always interesting anddd we've finished our AS syllabus for lit. YIKES!! &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;*time REALLY flies i guess...&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;I managed to get a few pictures of our MANY random moments &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;*even by ehmm, that teacher hehehe.&lt;/span&gt; As for the exams, well, lets put that behind us shall we? I have too many movies and series to watch to care about the results &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;*at least until it comes...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ql8eyfWhCnI/STkYNXb-JiI/AAAAAAAAAEo/BguwNQMhUEI/s1600-h/DSCN4907.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ql8eyfWhCnI/STkYNXb-JiI/AAAAAAAAAEo/BguwNQMhUEI/s320/DSCN4907.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276275056349947426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;the *adrian-man*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ql8eyfWhCnI/STkYND6XK2I/AAAAAAAAAEY/1FjtcDaHzXw/s1600-h/DSCN4788.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ql8eyfWhCnI/STkYND6XK2I/AAAAAAAAAEY/1FjtcDaHzXw/s320/DSCN4788.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276275051108707170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;*hanging out*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ql8eyfWhCnI/STkYNL2B3pI/AAAAAAAAAEg/tJ0XDVDGfsE/s1600-h/DSCN4790.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ql8eyfWhCnI/STkYNL2B3pI/AAAAAAAAAEg/tJ0XDVDGfsE/s320/DSCN4790.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276275053238017682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;those memorable moments&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ql8eyfWhCnI/STkaV7HvpRI/AAAAAAAAAFA/sE49dE9icho/s1600-h/DSCN4955.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ql8eyfWhCnI/STkaV7HvpRI/AAAAAAAAAFA/sE49dE9icho/s320/DSCN4955.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276277402390996242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;photo session haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Anyway, I went to watch Madagascar 2 today &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;*i didn't watch twilight &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;didyyyy&lt;/span&gt;*&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;haha... Then I met up with &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 255, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;Hanna&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; at Sunway Pyramid. I basically made her come n meet me up there. She's flying to Melbourne on Monday...I'll miss u a lot!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;MAKE SURE U'RE ONLINE MORE OFTEN!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; haha. Basically I'm happy to get a break from college, but I'm also going to miss my classmates and lit classes. Anyway, so, I shall blog again whenever I feel like it. ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ql8eyfWhCnI/STkaeYLhAVI/AAAAAAAAAFI/dti_3Jm_yxg/s1600-h/DSC03579.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ql8eyfWhCnI/STkaeYLhAVI/AAAAAAAAAFI/dti_3Jm_yxg/s320/DSC03579.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276277547630395730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;take care and Selamat Hari Raya Aidiladha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);font-size:78%;" &gt;I'm going to miss u a lot Hanna. Do get online more often!! :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7841238773737262816-3881776475558696915?l=ferrarazam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ferrarazam.blogspot.com/feeds/3881776475558696915/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7841238773737262816&amp;postID=3881776475558696915' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7841238773737262816/posts/default/3881776475558696915'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7841238773737262816/posts/default/3881776475558696915'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ferrarazam.blogspot.com/2008/12/hello-again-world.html' title='Hello again world!!!'/><author><name>Farahz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14153876640958257609</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ql8eyfWhCnI/TBH9wZGmEOI/AAAAAAAAAZ4/gNVrBUkRRIo/S220/peace-on-earth-hands.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ql8eyfWhCnI/STkaodgUK6I/AAAAAAAAAFQ/50DJbje1QGs/s72-c/079.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7841238773737262816.post-799777388573181069</id><published>2008-11-16T21:11:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-17T20:53:30.885+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><title type='text'>Beezee Youth</title><content type='html'>since ms anne had decided that we gonna do our analysis individually, i can say bye bye to my weekends now :( and with the exam being just around the corner, which I actually care about this time (surprisingly), I'm going to be busy for the next few weeks. Its kind of exciting that I'm this busy again compared to 6 months ago when i was doing nothing at home :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I felt the "Obamania" feeling again as i read today's newspaper. There were quite a number of articles on Obama. But what really caught my attention was an article in the Education section of Star written by Martha Irvine, on how youngsters (regardless of their race, religion and colour) such as myself played a  key role during the U.S presidential election.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ql8eyfWhCnI/SSAevrT3YmI/AAAAAAAAADg/Jeko2dxp-VU/s1600-h/e_03cheering.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 241px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ql8eyfWhCnI/SSAevrT3YmI/AAAAAAAAADg/Jeko2dxp-VU/s320/e_03cheering.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269245368452211298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;"The night was a huge moment for Obama, of course. But some say it also was a defining moment for a generation of youth among whom were students who played a key role in electing the Democrat as the country’s first black president."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think the Malaysian government should start thinking on how to reinstate the youngsters' confidence in the government again. It has been proven that youths can play a large part during elections and it was proven during our very own election AND America's election this year. We may come from different countries but Malaysia's very own youth's mindset is not that far off from the ones in America who had called for "Change". "Change" has come to them, I wonder when it'll come to us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;*back to my lit work! :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7841238773737262816-799777388573181069?l=ferrarazam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ferrarazam.blogspot.com/feeds/799777388573181069/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7841238773737262816&amp;postID=799777388573181069' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7841238773737262816/posts/default/799777388573181069'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7841238773737262816/posts/default/799777388573181069'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ferrarazam.blogspot.com/2008/11/beezee.html' title='Beezee Youth'/><author><name>Farahz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14153876640958257609</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ql8eyfWhCnI/TBH9wZGmEOI/AAAAAAAAAZ4/gNVrBUkRRIo/S220/peace-on-earth-hands.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ql8eyfWhCnI/SSAevrT3YmI/AAAAAAAAADg/Jeko2dxp-VU/s72-c/e_03cheering.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7841238773737262816.post-1795079430560119026</id><published>2008-11-09T13:39:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-09T16:06:27.686+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fieldtrip'/><title type='text'>We Went to Japan.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ql8eyfWhCnI/SRaZ9qbUTgI/AAAAAAAAADY/KMIW5cuggjM/s1600-h/n648545084_4922828_7256.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ql8eyfWhCnI/SRaZ9qbUTgI/AAAAAAAAADY/KMIW5cuggjM/s400/n648545084_4922828_7256.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266566098896309762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;kamikaze!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok, well, &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;not really&lt;/span&gt; :P me, my lit classmates along with our dear beloved Ms Anne hahaha...went to KLPac to see a play called Crazy Little Thing Called Love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ql8eyfWhCnI/SRZ_ZvlwSZI/AAAAAAAAABo/GfZZD6wVPhY/s1600-h/n648545084_4922366_8259.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ql8eyfWhCnI/SRZ_ZvlwSZI/AAAAAAAAABo/GfZZD6wVPhY/s320/n648545084_4922366_8259.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266536894504651154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;me with the poster&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;This play features different types of love we see in our everyday daily life. Some, you can recall immediately, some u will only realize after watching this play. The play was &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;VERY&lt;/span&gt; good! and they had &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;BEAUTIFUL&lt;/span&gt; songs for each scene. During intermission, ms anne had &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;THOUGHTFULLY&lt;/span&gt; reminded us to take note of the staging and write down in our journal about the play :s  Oh, i think she was embarassed to walk with us into Pentas 2 cuz we were, well, being us hahaha :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ql8eyfWhCnI/SRaHveX3RDI/AAAAAAAAABw/Mj4rOBkO0d0/s1600-h/n648545084_4922354_4487.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ql8eyfWhCnI/SRaHveX3RDI/AAAAAAAAABw/Mj4rOBkO0d0/s320/n648545084_4922354_4487.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266546063933129778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;we were having so much fun&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before the play, we spent some time to take pictures around the area. That's when we "travelled" to Japan. We were having so much fun, ms anne had to remind us to go into Pentas 2 for the play haha. After the play, we spent another 45 mins taking TOO MANY pictures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ql8eyfWhCnI/SRaIVS6lUZI/AAAAAAAAAB4/bfBvFcPOJRg/s1600-h/n648545084_4922369_9247.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ql8eyfWhCnI/SRaIVS6lUZI/AAAAAAAAAB4/bfBvFcPOJRg/s320/n648545084_4922369_9247.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266546713692557714" border="0" /&gt;     &lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ql8eyfWhCnI/SRaJOKhHPvI/AAAAAAAAACo/E_uU367_bcs/s1600-h/Picture+024.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ql8eyfWhCnI/SRaJOKhHPvI/AAAAAAAAACo/E_uU367_bcs/s320/Picture+024.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266547690690789106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the chairs and the pic that says &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;A LOT&lt;/span&gt; about tasha haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ql8eyfWhCnI/SRaIWDNlQpI/AAAAAAAAACQ/S1byy8Pj1ms/s1600-h/n648545084_4922835_8920.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ql8eyfWhCnI/SRaIWDNlQpI/AAAAAAAAACQ/S1byy8Pj1ms/s320/n648545084_4922835_8920.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266546726657147538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;    &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ql8eyfWhCnI/SRaIVgj6fcI/AAAAAAAAACA/eakZbFMSPEw/s1600-h/n648545084_4922384_4651.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ql8eyfWhCnI/SRaIVgj6fcI/AAAAAAAAACA/eakZbFMSPEw/s320/n648545084_4922384_4651.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266546717355572674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we even went rock climbing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ql8eyfWhCnI/SRaIWYANEjI/AAAAAAAAACY/AWmwVbQYWec/s1600-h/n648545084_4922858_4536.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ql8eyfWhCnI/SRaIWYANEjI/AAAAAAAAACY/AWmwVbQYWec/s320/n648545084_4922858_4536.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266546732238180914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lost in &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Japan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ql8eyfWhCnI/SRaJPD8-sPI/AAAAAAAAAC4/2e7Htxgefv0/s1600-h/Picture+032.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ql8eyfWhCnI/SRaJPD8-sPI/AAAAAAAAAC4/2e7Htxgefv0/s320/Picture+032.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266547706108489970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;          &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ql8eyfWhCnI/SRaJOmcdkBI/AAAAAAAAACw/BWQxfQFXKks/s1600-h/Picture+030.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ql8eyfWhCnI/SRaJOmcdkBI/AAAAAAAAACw/BWQxfQFXKks/s320/Picture+030.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266547698187472914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;apple and aneez in Japan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ql8eyfWhCnI/SRaJOLieARI/AAAAAAAAACg/oG40x9Da_S8/s1600-h/Picture+013.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ql8eyfWhCnI/SRaJOLieARI/AAAAAAAAACg/oG40x9Da_S8/s320/Picture+013.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266547690964910354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;first she proposed to Kamila...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ql8eyfWhCnI/SRaKYSjTluI/AAAAAAAAADA/O0r5t7QTUBc/s1600-h/Picture+040.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ql8eyfWhCnI/SRaKYSjTluI/AAAAAAAAADA/O0r5t7QTUBc/s320/Picture+040.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266548964157789922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THEN, she proposed to Aneez..tasha, tasha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;oh well, now i hv to go do some drawing for lit :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ql8eyfWhCnI/SRaJOKhHPvI/AAAAAAAAACo/E_uU367_bcs/s1600-h/Picture+024.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7841238773737262816-1795079430560119026?l=ferrarazam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ferrarazam.blogspot.com/feeds/1795079430560119026/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7841238773737262816&amp;postID=1795079430560119026' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7841238773737262816/posts/default/1795079430560119026'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7841238773737262816/posts/default/1795079430560119026'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ferrarazam.blogspot.com/2008/11/we-went-to-japan.html' title='We Went to Japan.'/><author><name>Farahz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14153876640958257609</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ql8eyfWhCnI/TBH9wZGmEOI/AAAAAAAAAZ4/gNVrBUkRRIo/S220/peace-on-earth-hands.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ql8eyfWhCnI/SRaZ9qbUTgI/AAAAAAAAADY/KMIW5cuggjM/s72-c/n648545084_4922828_7256.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7841238773737262816.post-4594877568507837357</id><published>2008-11-07T19:06:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-09T16:04:32.701+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><title type='text'>Drum roll.....</title><content type='html'>introducing................ME! haha...i surprised myself by deciding to start a blog. yes, i now have my own blog. stop smirking people! basically, the presidential U.S election has got me to take a step back and look at life at a slightly different point of view. Barack Obama is not even oficially the President of America yet but the whole world could feel hope in the air all around them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mr Obama has given hope to the people around the world. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;BUT&lt;/span&gt; we also have to prepare ourselves not to be disapointed if things do not go as expected. He is, first and for all, the president of &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;U&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;S&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;.....  NOT&lt;/span&gt; the world. we cant expect him to solve EVERY single problem in the world.  Anyway, im just to lazy to write anything so im just gonna cut and paste some posts from my other blog hehe :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://news.bbc.co.uk/media/images/45175000/jpg/_45175149_1afddba4-b9e7-43d8-8d68-a1dca62f0ee2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 416px; height: 200px;" src="http://news.bbc.co.uk/media/images/45175000/jpg/_45175149_1afddba4-b9e7-43d8-8d68-a1dca62f0ee2.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7841238773737262816-4594877568507837357?l=ferrarazam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ferrarazam.blogspot.com/feeds/4594877568507837357/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7841238773737262816&amp;postID=4594877568507837357' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7841238773737262816/posts/default/4594877568507837357'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7841238773737262816/posts/default/4594877568507837357'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ferrarazam.blogspot.com/2008/11/drum-roll.html' title='Drum roll.....'/><author><name>Farahz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14153876640958257609</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ql8eyfWhCnI/TBH9wZGmEOI/AAAAAAAAAZ4/gNVrBUkRRIo/S220/peace-on-earth-hands.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7841238773737262816.post-8349724849011519436</id><published>2008-11-05T19:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-07T19:34:54.600+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><title type='text'>Obama's the man!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="blogContent"&gt;I had had a very contradicting week. My week started off badly..i was totally dejected when Massa lost the driver's championship by a SINGLE BLOODY CORNER!!! urrrghhhh!&lt;img src="http://x.myspace.com/images/blog/smileys/angry.gif" /&gt; i still have a grudge against TIMO GLOCK who's german. GERMANY man...my favourite driver, &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Schumi's&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;home town!!!!! &lt;img src="http://x.myspace.com/images/blog/smileys/dirty.gif" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i still think lewis got it by LUCK. he cracked under pressure, ran wide and was VERY lucky to get back up one more place after timo glock "CONVENIENTLY" slowed down! urgghhh..whatever it is..Massa, i still believe in u. There is always next season and we've seen him grown tremendously throughout this season! I was so frust with lewis' win, i couldnt get myself to look or read anything tht has anything to do with hamilton. Dear Massa, im looking forward to next year's season where u will surely be even more stronger!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 367px; height: 236px;" src="http://static.guim.co.uk/sys-images/Sport/Pix/pictures/2008/05/26/FelipeMassa1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had decided to wear only black or red throughout the week to show me 'mourning' over Massa's lost. Even my friends who dont even know about f1 know about the last race because i told the the story about a gazillion time hahaha &lt;img src="http://x.myspace.com/images/blog/smileys/chipper.gif" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THEN, when i was still frust and sad over the title lost, i found out that &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Senator BARACK HUSSEIN OBAMA&lt;/span&gt; has won the U.S Presidential Election!!!! Hearing tht news, i wanted to shout n jump with joy!! BUT, i was at Asia Cafe, not gonna embarass myself there &lt;img src="http://x.myspace.com/images/blog/smileys/crazy.gif" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aneez called her friend in NY to confirm the news and after the confirmation, i actually hugged her weii because i was so happy hahaha &lt;img src="http://x.myspace.com/images/blog/smileys/optimistic.gif" /&gt; and we talked about Obama for quite a while during lunch. And we were basically telling the whole world about the result. Pretending to ask for the U.S presidential result haha..and the guy behind us was just smiling and in the end he actually said, "so are u happy that Obama won?" we, of course, said YESSSSSSSSs and he just smiled wider and actually clapped his hands while crossing the road. I think he's a lecturer at INTI haha. and during econs, we shouted the result to MR Gobi haha..Aneez actually high 5-ed Mr Gobi for &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;THREE &lt;/span&gt;times..which is a bit too much hahahhaa...2 is tolerable aneez, but 3 is just too much hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 372px; height: 294px;" src="http://sneakerboxx.files.wordpress.com/2008/06/barack-obama-is-superman.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;SUPER&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;MAN&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANYWAYY..im just so happy that Obama won and im proud that i am here, 5th November 2008, able to witness this historic moment! The first black president of U.S.A (eventhough he's actually a mixed of everything haha). This is the beginning of a new era and im sure it'll lead to a more peaceful world &lt;img src="http://x.myspace.com/images/blog/smileys/artistic.gif" /&gt; Yes we can!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://news.bbc.co.uk/media/images/45175000/jpg/_45175149_1afddba4-b9e7-43d8-8d68-a1dca62f0ee2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s: i wonder what randy pausch would say today if he's still here&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7841238773737262816-8349724849011519436?l=ferrarazam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ferrarazam.blogspot.com/feeds/8349724849011519436/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7841238773737262816&amp;postID=8349724849011519436' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7841238773737262816/posts/default/8349724849011519436'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7841238773737262816/posts/default/8349724849011519436'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ferrarazam.blogspot.com/2008/11/obamas-man.html' title='Obama&apos;s the man!!'/><author><name>Farahz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14153876640958257609</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ql8eyfWhCnI/TBH9wZGmEOI/AAAAAAAAAZ4/gNVrBUkRRIo/S220/peace-on-earth-hands.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
